Noiselessly Poems | Examples

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Begin but do not finish actions proposed,
that thus poised in timelessness, stillness stretches
meditation; invoking God’s grace that we …
   burn as love’s bliss flame.

To be and so noiselessly transform our soul,
it is in the bardo of animated
silence that our magnetised body-mind feels …
   divine light within.

Zen mode

accepting what is
in witness mode
bubbles of illusion
burst noiselessly
in the vibrant void
of no-thingness

it is the same as when
we are on a beach
watching the waves 
ebb and flow
and we enjoy the show
at peace without seeking

Field of forgiveness

belied expectations 
caused feeling of hurt
inability to let go
made resentment spurt

the earth rotated
and seasons changed
but the ego-mind
remained deranged

reinforced by thought
suffering amplified 
soul’s light within heart
seemed to have died

the witch doctor
offered a cure
choose cessation
and make heart pure

stagnation is death
flow like the breeze
sensations any
embrace and release

what causes shadows
that opaques light
ego is the blockage
which diminishes delight

first forgiveness 
a Ho’oponopono prayer
then acceptance
spake the soothsayer

the bubble of anger
burst noiselessly in the void
soul’s light was revealed 
pure and unalloyed

Desert Sunset

I sit in the warm sand and watch as the sun slides down the sky. 
From bright to dark, stark to muted, bleached, coloured, black. The dark shadows marched across the beautiful landscape to destinations unknown.

The fierce glaring sun touches and finally slips below the horizon, and the world changes gear. For in the inky pools, there is movement; The furtive rustling of small creatures all around.

The burning daylight heat dissipates while the air smells hot. The stars twinkle above, the cooling night breeze sweeps passed with a calming whisper, and a scorpion scuttles noiselessly by my outstretched leg.

The night-time world is alive.

Now, the sacred land is owned by the new crew until the morning sun signals the slow reversal.

Discombobulation

Unseen is the dark sky midst the pitch darkness. Owls howl-hoot.
Vampire bats fly around. I sit, staring at the red moon.
What has happened to me? What brute has made my lute mute?
I'm mortified. Am I going to be crucified soon?

Anxiety, like charring wildfire, within me blazes.
Depression, like termites, is eating up my cells and veins.
Strains, like storms and gales, erase my inner spaces.
Why is this insomnia? Why are these brain fogs and pains?

I should get out of these, I thought. I should choose life, not death.
How merry are these birds, bees, butterflies, leaves, and flowers?
How, the divine, in each creature, like the breeze, spread its breath?
How could I ignore the blossoming of the cosmic powers?

Optimism, like clear streams, should flow within me flawlessly.
I should nourish the noble nurture of nature noiselessly.

Inner light

our true Self speaks
in soft reverberations
of magnetised silence

bliss ripples cascade
as echoes received
transmitted by God

identity slowly vaporises
bubble of delusion bursts
noiselessly in the void

pristine presence
free from fetters
rises like the sun

I Am That

we are that that bestows
as also that that receives
both complete and incomplete
thus bilocating our consciousness 
through waking, dreaming and deep sleep
blossoming slowly and magically, petal by petal
astonished and surprised in childlike wonderment 
reuniting imaginary identity with what we eternally are
simply by noiselessly bursting the bubble of ego ignorance 
by resting effortlessly in a continuum of thought rested silence 

re-cognising the living light of Self pulsating in endless renewal

In the Stillness of the Hours

Deep within the night
In the stillness of the hours 
Her spirit slowly comes to me
Like the fragrance of Spring flowers. 
Silently, she soothes my sorrows 
And I strive to keep her near
So that the bothers of the morrow 
Will not flood my soul with fear.
Throughout the night she comforts me 
As she cures my forlorn heart
With her happiness and passion sweet, 
Before the night departs.
Noiselessly, the night moves on, 
And with the dawn of day,
She strokes my soul one final time 
Then slowly steals away.

Autumnal

Autumn draws closer day by day
From far is heard 
The screeching of a lone bird
Voicing its dismay aloud
Over the impending fall
Here the moss scrawls 
Ugly pictures on the bark of trees 
Where black spiders weave their gossamer
Moving, sig sag across the trees’ leprous trunks

I see the yellowing leaves
Torn down from their sturdy limbs
Sliding down noiselessly one by one
And landing on the ground
With a mournful sound
Acorns from the pine trees drop
And swell the ground and fall to sleep

Life too takes a downward spiral
I feel the autumn seeping into me
And my heart feels a languid grief
The days of my youth
Seem to fly away in a flurry
Like autumn leaves whirling in the gale
Reminding us, that we are not here to stay

The withered leaves
Which shriek and screech under my feet,
Recall to me the cry of martyred youth
With all tenacity overthrown. 
Like them, we will fall and be dead to the world
Wrapped in frozen silence, forgotten by all
And sucked back into primal void!

Barn Owl On a Blood Moon

At harvest time
Where a white ghost flies
Across a blood red moon
Behind the fields the rolling hills
Are purple, pink and blue

Over a dreaming wheat field
A barn owl patrols
Noiselessly it glides
Over the golden yellow drifts

Suddenly, it flaps its wings
And stares down intently
Below on the soil a startled vole
Sees a white star fall
A squeak and the owl is gone 
And with it the limp vole.

Bliss and Peace

Bliss
beats rise
within form,
if we are still
and opt to allow
our innate magnetism 
to transmute our mind-body,
whereupon light of truth shines forth,
that transcends labels assigned by mind,
beholding God’s soft white light, face to face.

Our false self, being but a thought construct,
bursts noiselessly, as does a bubble
and our true Self, as son of God,
which is made in His image,
oozing eternal light
is the pinnacle 
of all that is:
existence
and pure
peace.

05-April-2023

Watch That Thought

behold heart contractions
appear in consciousness 
it shouldn’t be so but is
leaving us astonished 
so we witness tremors 
just looking nonchalantly
the thought’s self-conscious 
feels lonesome since it is unfed 

it is a standoff
in time stretched silence

the imaginary bubble of delusion
bursts noiselessly in the void
for it’s existence depends
upon our attention

betwixt the ebb and flow
waves of bliss cascade within
dynamic stillness envelopes being

ever tranquil 

04-January-2023

Zen Mode

multitude of bubbles burst noiselessly 
or perhaps it is we who vaporise in space
either which ways, the manifestation is bliss

why would we complain?

15-November-2022

Vaporise

Toroidal heart and bliss bubbles bursting
in thousands noiselessly at head ovoid,
ushers rapture for which we were thirsting,
being by ego no longer decoyed.

As a sublime fragrance suffuses form,
we are both in this world and in heaven,
enveloped by a magnetic bliss storm,
soma nectar drips through chakras seven.

When jarring life notes deflect attention,
bliss remains but its attributes dilute,
prompting us to restore meditation,
that our soul presence within may reboot.

Deepen oh hermit, deepen each bliss strobe ~
Layer by layer, ignorance disrobe

07-November-2022

Ascent

Divine
love, light and scent
pervades each cell of form,
signalling heavenward ascent,
as the last bastions of our ego fall,
bursting noiselessly in the void
and then that that remains
is soul essence
divine.

18-September-2022

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