certainties
obviously...
oblivious
obviates...
stan sand
Categories:
obviates, absence, freedom,
Form: Free verse
Events present themselves for redressal,
in as merely playing out as ordained,
impacting ego in body vessel,
which for now, is by fears and desires stained,
until love divine by soul is ingrained.
All that is, is a splash in the ocean,
so why for then, this needless commotion,
going through this here lucid dream sequence?
Partaking of soma nectar potion,
obviates need for soul to pay penance.
03-May-2022
Categories:
obviates, dream, life, spiritual,
Form: Dizain
The need to forgive is oft for self-healing,
that we may be at ease,
so we pretend to let go of hurtful feeling,
happy as heart contractions cease,
obtaining from pain release.
Yet, neither repression nor sublimation
is the answer dear friend;
remedy lies in the simple recognition,
transgressor’s yet to ascend,
reflex response, to God’s laws bend.
Each acts as of their consciousness fulcrum
but we judge by outer form,
expecting from humans, no feral residuum
but rather kind touch warm,
code of conduct to conform.
Aggressor, knowing no better, can do no better,
is what we should realise,
on facing hostility, say it does not matter,
for we neither weigh nor size,
smiling as do sages wise.
Our nonjudgmental stance obviates need to forgive,
for we have no ego,
attitude being that we live and let live,
expectations forgo,
moments gone by, let go.
03-February-2022
Categories:
obviates, forgiveness, spiritual,
Form: Quintain (English)
Reflected light
within & without
All one spirit
as we go about
That fizz that is
beyond delineation
Divine omnipresence
obviates meditation
Layer by layer painlessly
the false falls away
Within void of emptiness
to the music we sway
No doing to be done
save choosing alignment
Elixir of life fills our being
celebrating enlivenment
16-September-2020
Categories:
obviates, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Standing before this refulgent pool of reflection
Rhythm obviates the need for a new direction;
Ocular atrocities; I view my deeds in serious light
Cursed mortal, deigning his will in frantic flight.
Quotidian lies have splendid colors in retrospect
See them pass my way; artifices of hell I suspect,
The mettle to steel myself from these horrid sights
My request inside, my importunate yet buried plight,
Turgid notes I play, to insist granting another day;
I for one can hear a Seraphic call when I pray,
But forgiveness that is not ordinary my only asking;
Allow me then to palaver you with the daily tasking.
Beg? No I shall never do such a wasteful thing;
For my disdain shall undo a most beautiful sting.
Standing before this fuliginous pool of speculation
I see him stand beside me, and ask for my invocation.
Categories:
obviates, faith, introspection, religion,
Form: Rhyme