Ottava Rima Poems

With a Gentle Hand - Mystic

Oh ye mighty hurricane, storm, or gale,
I cannot say, that I can e'er endorse 
the means by which you make your will prevail,
depending as you do upon your force.
Indeed, you just destroy the young and frail, 
as your wild, brutal tempest runs its course.
Young tender saplings grow into strong trees
'neith the sun, swaying in a

Dweller of the heart

this form is dust yet moves as though it’s alive
propelled by God’s breath, divine spark in our heart
too subtle to find so it’s useless to strive
unless we’re still causing ego to depart
and melding head with heart, flame of love revive
prayer on our lips being the way to start
with resolve and patience finding soul’s essence
living light

The cosmic vibration

“Meditation on) Pranava, the divine sound of Aum, is the only way to Brahman (Spirit), salvation.”
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’


The root mantra that pervades the universe,
is the gong of Om, the cosmic vibration,
within which if our attention we immerse,
we enter the vibrant void of cessation,
imbibing God’s grace with no need to rehearse,
attuned to the

Sutra 11-12 from The Holy Science

“The aforesaid five objects, which are the negative attributes of the five electricities, being combined produce the idea of gross matter in its five forms: Ki, solids; Ap, liquids; Tejas, fire; Marut, gaseous substances; and Akasa, ether.

These five forms of gross matter and aforesaid fifteen attributes, together with Manas, Mind, sense consciousness; Buddhi, discriminative Intelligence;

Naive Faith

In the still of dawn, tears fall, heartbroken
Sorrows murmur of the past’s distant dread
Words won’t come and the fear goes unspoken
As my soul seeks, unsure of what’s ahead
My mind wanders to light I can soak in
Knowing my soul will read those things unsaid
Singing grace through the night’s quiet shadows
And tears play in the verses I

Secret divine sublime

Sensing that in our life something was amiss,
we beseeched our polarities to entwine
in our heart’s cave, where they may as lovers kiss,
that nodes within us gather under love’s sign,
manifesting boundless rapture, borne by bliss,
as with pulsations of love we so align.
God’s magnetism holds our soul in close embrace,
ignition renewal, at a rapid pace.

We’re touched by

Sutra 3 from The Holy Science

“Parambrahma causes creation, inert Nature (Prakriti), to emerge. From Aum (Pranava, the Word, the manifestation of the Omnipotent Force), come Kala, Time; Desa, Space; and Anu, the Atom (the vibratory structure of creation).”
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’


The word Om being the cosmic vibration,
witnessed by time, sends ripples all across space,
as the will of God,

To start with she hesitates

To start with she hesitates, if at best, 
Then unwinds, loosens up, forward to move
And begins to show tides like interest,
Immerses then in art of making love,
Not in any hurry to reach the crest,
A dove before, she now gets into groove, 
No mean moist, in mood, looks for privacy
To give immense joy as spouse so

Ashtavakra Gita Verse 1:18 revisited

1.18
“That which has form is not real
Only the formless is permanent
Once this is known
you will not return to illusion”


Brahman or God absolute unmanifest,
is luminous darkness, tightly packed and still,
pulsating with potent power, whilst at rest,
wherefrom all worlds are created by His will,
bubbles in space-time, where desires are addressed,
whence the love dove perches on soul’s window

Clear sight

Depending upon words as symbols employed,
we may label the absolute Self as God,
the substratum of existence unalloyed,
recognised in staid silence when heart has thawed,
that pristine presence, no longer by thoughts toyed,
dissolves all opposites, giving love our nod.
Everything that exists, is but God’s heartbeat,
mirrored as bliss heat that makes us feel complete.

In meditation space and time

State of the all quiet

relinquishing feeling of thought ownership 
silence is our default orientation 
innate vibrance of consciousness our worship
the void of cessation our meditation 
bliss in permanence is then our heart’s flagship
obtaining the power of bilocation
doing nothing yet as all doings are done 
recognising clearly God and we are one

Strange, thou art such a passion pill

Well-groomed ye keep thy ample locks curly,  
Thy tender big eyes stretch nigh up to ears,
O slender heavenly fairy,
Bright teeth on fair countenance endears, 
Thy pearl garland adds to bosom’s beauty, 
Everything ‘pon thee untainted appears  
To cast upon us vibrations tranquil,
Strange, thou art to men such a passion pill.
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Life Is A Gamble

There is a town that is so enchanting,
at it’s center a strip of wild saloons.
A hidden game’s still in play enticing
gentlemen with a lust for golden spoons.
While holding a Joker’s hand start betting
you may get lucky and find the tycoons.
Are you breezy enough to shoot a shot?
Life is a gamble here, like it or not.

Tears of the Dragon

Like a dragon, my armor consists of scales.
My frozen, unfeeling, reptilian heart 
is harder than a bed of corroded nails.
I'm invincible to any sword or dart.
You will never hear my moans or plaintive wails,
even if inside I would be torn apart. 
As decades are stacked on top of many years,
you still won't see this dragon

As above so below

All that exists everywhere is God’s heartbeat,
each module representative of the whole,
delighting as polarities meet and greet,
dancing to love’s rhythm whilst playing their life role,
wherein as pulsations of rapture repeat,
the dance of bliss continues without a goal
and so vibration any, we’ll find God there,
if we are poised as awareness self-aware.

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