the soul star and jugular notch
wish to confer and so they do
formless presence simply keeps watch
as bliss mists continue to coo
so we let this dance continue
all chakras dissolve in a oneness field
whilst yet in form making their presence known
bilocation the norm since there’s no shield
and there’s no lower mind we need to hone
are findings we so discover alone
whence in heart deep compassion arises
since there’s no one here who weighs and sizes
Soma nectar drips from crown to navel
Enlivening all nodes along the way
The jugular notch too cooperates
Whilst toroidal heart just watches the play
The scriptures suggest we do this or that
A proposition that’s untenable
So we simply rest and enjoy the show
So that Divine Mother may enable
build up of angst does not last for too long
transformed into rapture by a bliss mist
causing porous heart to sing a love song
compelling ego to unclench its fist
witnessing the lows as well as the highs
our empty body shell now magnetised
illusion of darkness at sunrise dies
whence vibrance of presence is realised
spine a band of steel extends its domain
engulfing both the crown and our third eye
that as grace in-pours like light healing rain
with epiphanies that dawn we comply
as we sail along an unknown locus ~
the guru node is again in focus
each morn reborn an urge arises
to pen some words on God’s bliss hum
our prayer is a whisper in the void
yearning to align with the cosmic drum
mind-body vessel drifts through space
within consciousness, a small bubble
gross vibrations from it have departed
all that remains now is a small stubble
bliss magnetism has something to say
benign burn both cajoling and compelling
we are reeled in to the now continuum
where perhaps residual fears need quelling
the grid from navel to jugular notch
collaborates with the crown in our head
aflame and aglow, on the world keeps watch
fully magnetised and by bliss beats led
radiates cool heat, inhibitions shed
a consciousness scan we do not question
yet this happenstance does deserve mention
A drop of the ocean, one with the whole,
rises to the top, where it joins a wave,
dancing in sunlight, first without a goal,
then becomes a cloud as its heart does crave.
One with the vast sky, heartbeats feel alone,
shapeless and formless though it’s self-aware,
choices it had made begins to bemoan,
so returns to earth as rain in despair.
Each dewdrop has its own story to tell,
following a pattern that is unique,
of skyward ascent and then how it fell,
affirming we’re that we set out to seek.
Identification with form erased ~
We frolic in the vibrant void amazed
instead of struggling we reflect
how we may maintain our trance state
but try as we might we cannot
since throb of bliss does not abate
so we remain poised in the void
tranquil stillness our ordained fate
whence with bilocation the norm
we’re both here and at heaven’s gate
silence
energised
by bliss beats
it is our being-ness
unadulterated and so pure
enlivening emptiness
wherein we rest
magnetised
peaceful
Om
Peace
I am as am
Luminous nothingness
Vibrant emptiness
Radiating bliss
Here now
eerie emptiness
we float away
our vision distant
longing extinguished
from the world detached
ties disconnected
yet peace suffused
in this void-centric view
cloaked in aloneness
strangely intimate
then we are reeled in
to bliss drenched form
vibrant and aglow
in the borrowed light
loaned by presence
as gift of grace
which we imbibe
to rekindle dying ember
that refractions of love
radiate across space
as a tribute
to our creator
without further inquiring
about God’s divine plan
since our identity
as something separate
from the all that is
has been erased
in place of which we are
fullness in emptiness
emulsified in this urn
wherefrom emanates
the elixir of bliss
commingled with light
banishing darkness
time stretched peace in a flat line awareness curve
ever present flowing orientation
positions us in state of bliss we deserve
transitioning to all-time meditation
that as we go about with gusto and verve
although we dwell in the void of cessation
tranquility is the fragrance of our soul
enlivened by bliss beats that make us feel whole
when the new normal is rapturous bliss
as that that does not come and go or fade
it makes the void a luminous abyss
an ethereal mist in which we wade
in the timeless now for us readymade
is-ness of being-ness has a new name
a tempest of delight we cannot tame
tidings boding all is well
divine light in every cell
higher heart now in focus
dances along love’s locus
spine to crown till the third eye
band of bliss that makes us sigh
as Divine Mother’s implant
vibrates as a soundless chant
though we cannot label bliss
birthed when polarities kiss
we pen these words just to share
body of light which we wear
humming static flat line awareness screen
where time stops, space ends and boundaries blur
this pulsating bliss dome is now our home
silent potent thunder, a loving purr
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