Line of inquiry:
“Joy, empathy, compassion
on an upward arc
an effervescence eternal
causes bliss ignition to start”
—Unseeking Seeker
Before we turn the key of bliss,
before pedal accelerates,
dirty window, a reminisce,
where tepid smog and self abates.
Practicing fingers’ float with joy,
reaching outward to emphasize.
A see-you-note-raised-sigh enjoy;
poignant compassion with the eyes.
Vitamin see delirious -
bubbly lyrics; a champagne high.
To play the note of serious
with truth and love, and not a lie.
Eternity in mind; no jokes.
It’s not to satisfy your self
and pat your back, what’s done for folks.
Left hand sees not right hand; herself.
We join with God; how blessed are we.
He allows us, each, company.
When miracles happen, the glee
is shared, in bliss-accompany.
Wind in hair, godspeed key impact.
A melody of unity.
Looking upward, where nothing’s lacked.
Don’t miss the opportunity!
Line of inquiry:
“joy, empathy, compassion
on an upward arc
an effervescence eternal
causes bliss ignition to start” - Unseeking Seeker
When sanctity of sane sense turns into anger inferno
with fury embers erupting from the violent volcano,
curling up feral with the spreading smoke of spite,
rationale rays remain concealed in sobriety spectrum.
We need not run away from the blaze to self-heal,
or seek shelter in the disdained den of disregard,
nor we should ignite another flame in enraged soul,
face malice intrepidly, and feel good in retaliation.
As a fire can’t ever extinguish or contain another fire,
for, it burns fast in the linked space of attachment,
we confront malevolence with calm confidence of poise,
don’t let the flame incinerate the serenity of our souls.
When flow of absolution springs with love from within
with embracing empathy of mounting divine fountain,
compassion douses spiteful fire with sympathy shower,
emanating with timeless joie de vivre of innate ecstasy.
Line of Inquiry:
“joy, empathy, compassion
on an upward arc
an effervescence eternal
causes bliss ignition to start” - Unseeking Seeker
Like notes an octave apart
so similar to the ear
are emotions that touch our heart
like songs so lovely to hear
With empathy and respect
and in tune with the Golden Rule,
we sweetly can interject
love that sparkles like light on a jewel.
With benevolence for all mankind,
great happiness we can ignite.
Octaves of love may we sing
in unison with great delight.
Line of inquiry
“joy, empathy, compassion
on an upward arc
an effervescence eternal
causes bliss ignition to start”
Love warms as a cozy fire,
with dancing flames that mesmerize-
evoking heartfelt thoughts to rise
Love grows as a blooming plant
with stems that reach out to the light-
uplifting all within its sight
Love glows as a sunlit ray
that brightens all touched by its glow-
and fading clouds that hide below
Love swirls as a boundless brook
rolling around each stone and curve-
endlessly on its path to serve
Love soothes gently as rippling waves
that kiss the sand beneath the sun-
sparked by the moon when day is done
Love bathes in hope every day
presents fresh ways for it to dwell-
in soul and heart to heal them well
Love survives the upward climb
to reach that prized spiritual goal-
when paths of soul and heart are whole
Life cements the gift of love
received and shown in many ways-
a gift of God, a gift we praise
Joy, empathy, compassion
On an upward arc
An effervescence eternal
Causes bliss ignition to start.
Octaves of Love 5-15-26
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Octaves of Love
Between the lines and staves
Touching the finger of eternity’s sacrifice
Pure sounds blend
As the breath of bubbling joy
Vibrates
With clear notes
In unison.
Clad with compassion
And trembling in frequencies of empathy
A new identity surges
In untarnished affinity
Into auras of flames and winter moons
And shared sunsets
Not trapped but breathing
In this fluttering portal.
Ascending scales sound
Stretch from one rhapsody to the next
Reaching into
A hollow between hallowed resonance
And the space where breath births
Rising in chromatic intervals
Toward consummation
In grace notes and evolving hues
Of perfect fifths.
Molten moonbeams
And swirling wind stars
Refine the motifs of the ageless composer
That coax the vagabond
Into harmonious vibrations
From a seed of irritation
Into a pearl
Of sheer transcendent transformation
Andante released
Into eternity’s resolution, delicate syncopation.
When you repent and ask the Savior in
You will sing the first octave note, "Do" which is Love
Out of Love you will sing "Re" because Joy
Surely will follow thee
Peace will be on your path so sing, "Mi" all you please
If things go wrong, you will receive Patience
Then you can wait and give others time
Which will pat you on the back and you'll sing "Fa"
because you are halfway there to an octave sung
Then "So" ushers in Kindness which begins to flow
You'll treat your fellowman with compassion
Can we humans attain the note, "La"
Where Goodness becomes our nature
If so, we are nearly there
We might can sing, "Ti" and remain Faithful
Gentleness can begin to flow
We'll sing "Do" above middle C
Then join a choir where
Filled with Self-control of our human base nature
The Octave that flows out of Love
Filled with the Holy Spirit's presence
Makes the most beautiful sound
Amen
love
trusting
authentic
understanding
balance and respect
laughter and fun
sacrifice
grateful
love
5/14/26
(C)opyright
“joy, empathy, compassion
on an upward arc
an effervescence eternal
causes bliss ignition to start”
~Sponsor
Otherness
Creates
Tempos
As sure as
Venus
Echoes
Stardust
Only
Fantasies
Linger
Only
Vapors
Exist
*****
The music of love is like a gossamer chord
too delicate to hold,
a hum of awareness sweet and low
drifts like silver vapor
fleeting as the mist in morning air,
yet every fading wisp
lingers in the heart like a melody
written just for me.
Love is beautiful, it is kind and caring
Love is unconditional, it is looking after and being looked after
Every fight, every argument is a strength
It can make or break a relationship
Until it becomes too much, too many fights, too many arguments
Yet not enough love shared, love shifts
It turns to betrayals , it turns to pain
Love can be the best and worst, it can destroy a person but also heal
Love can happen in many forms, but love can be strength and weakness
Yet everyone loves, it is inevitable.
I can still smell him like he's close
But he could never be more far
I can still hear his laugh
Filling the room with that familiar sunshine
I can still see his smile
Lighting up the world brighter than ever
But of course, I only see him in my dreams
Because there is no chance of seeing him again
no chance of seeing his bright smile
Hearing his booming laugh
Smelling his warm wood scent
It's like he's still here but he's not here anymore
he won't ever be here again
And I need to accept that.
I need to accept that he has a new girl
A girl that's not me
He's loving a girl who's not me
It won't ever be me again
It hurts like I'm getting stabbed
but he's happy
and like I said I need to accept that.
Skin-deep beauty, sure, is an attraction;
Perspectives, yet, must pass beyond the face.
Though fondness can tinge each human action,
Pleasure shouldn't be the goal of life's race.
As buds bloom forth into lovely flowers,
Shouldn't romance pave paths to partnership?
When companionship cools us like showers,
Compassion beads—like honey from combs—drip.
As banks of ponds and lakes of eras break,
And stagnant waters (good and bad) mingle
With streams and brooks in an unending ache...
One's deep divine self does not stand single.
Our wordless words take flight beyond the sight,
Where selfish shadows yield to infinite height.
This garden, this realm of love's sweet perfume
will fill the fragrant cup of compassion
to be warm lovers that our arms consume
with tender eyes of inviting passion
where we'll cross the bridge of pleasant essence
like two doves finding peace in morning light
that warmly bows to our joyous presence
and the substance of love's nourished delight
where we'll absorb what life asks to endure
and share it all without fear or question
that will allow our love to be secure
this jeweled bliss held in our possession
we'll reap devotion from our affection
and find fulsome praise in love's perfection
The notes we play must love obey
Even when somber and weary we attempt
The song that dances from your lips
Tells me to come closer
We all try to sing in tune, but some of us come a little closer
Name the music that is in my heart
And I will try to play it for you
Line of inquiry: “joy, empathy, compassion on an upward arc an effervescence eternal causes bliss ignition to start”
Joy, empathy, compassion rise~
fruits Your Spirit stirs within me,
living waters bubble inside,
cleanses my heart, making it new.
Fruits Your Spirit stirs within me,
joy, empathy, compassion rise~
Your holy breath lifts up my soul,
effervescence from heaven’s light.
Living waters bubble inside,
Grace gives warmth to my humble soul
joy, empathy, compassion rise~
igniting faith the way fire falls.
Cleanses the heart, making it new,
fruits Your spirit stirs within me,
living waters bubble inside~
joy, empathy, compassion rise.
Gravity grips hard—
joy strains against grasping hands;
wings are folded back,
empathy gathers its thrust,
compassion burns to lift-off.
On an upward arc,
will the pilot, now commands
the body fights earth,
leaving bright trails of hot flames
effervescent with white sparks.
Then bliss bomb ignites—
shreds the weights bound around feet,
into skies open
to the joy of weightlessness;
unencumbered — free at last.
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