In sleep..Deepest sleep, does the body not move.? For lying too long on just one
Side is bad? I believe that is true.? We turn right to left, all unaware, as ( the body )
Regulates by innate care.' So being on the
Left indefinatley will stress your skin crush blood in transit, cause pain within
The same for the right, do not stay forever
Maybe a while on the back, will suit you better.? A simple enough theisis, but practical truth..Could it be applied to politics.? Would it help somewhat.? In
Valuing balance.? Does it allow a plot.?
As in seamanship? A course to follow for
The body of a country, maybe we all
should on just not? swallow..That the right side or the left, are the only choice.'
Available is discernment, treat it not as naught.' Maybe better for the body of a country, to have chance to move? And
Before retiring to the bed,
in making; slip off real heavy shoes ?
Our hollowed out form is fully magnetised,
with each vertebrae of spine, a ring of light,
crown at pole position, where God’s realised,
as a sphere of nectar, oozing bliss delight.
The dance beauteous continues unrehearsed
and though we feel boundaries of skin will burst,
divine intelligence regulates bliss heat,
where poised at the zenith, our heart feels upbeat.
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Words numb the mind whilst on paper,
idleness advocates,
a lost quill to favor a floor;
tossing profits to err,
that challenges remnants respite,
from energies spirits,
their internal venous chambers,
timely formulation.
Bach, nay Beethoven symphony,
caress the ears to muse,
a muted voice moistens lips, drains,
the endless sands of time,
as its host, vaporous spirits,
engages a review,
of Cherubs galloped chariots,
steads Athena’s harp plays,
illumes familial revue.
Sadden and laughter, exposes,
the stillness mummified,
as the blanketed sinks down low,
perchance a remedy,
will enlighten the slumbered gist,
as seasons in transit,
regulates targeted gamut,
palls nightmares, enhanced dreams.
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Plants, probing growth
Trees, tall and widespread
Shrubs, simply surprising
Herbs, healing wounds
Land, multiple in variety
Hill, high with rare plants
Mountain, with its ranges
Valley, vary near rivers
Water varies variously
In River and Ocean
In Stream and Sea
In Lake and Well
The Sun and the Moon
East, West, North, South
Night or Noon, Dusk or Dawn
Each and every is boon
The Elements of Nature
Are always friendly creature
They are namely five
For making all survive
Usual changing of Seasons
Regulates the life cycle
Helping and ensuring
Farmers for farming plan
All these are marvellous natural
Nature preach to be dutiful
And helps for our survival
It's really wonderous beautiful
I am just a kid.
That’s what everyone says.
I haven’t lived as long, learned as much,
or worked as hard.
My seniors brush me off and push me away,
as if I’m just a blooming pest.
I am just a teen.
No one takes what I have to say.
My words are soft as wood among a world of steel.
Emotions flooding like a wild river,
Each day drowns me.
I just need to learn to swim.
I am just a woman.
My clothing regulates their attention.
I live as one of them yet,
My body is not one of my own.
Land of the free they say,
But only for those with green.
I am just a Human.
Life doesn’t feel worth living.
Brains melt on the pavement we walk.
Mouths full of gunpowder and metal.
Pills scattered across a pale body.
This is the world we live in.
Thank god, I am just a kid.
navel to jugular notch and yet higher
through the central axis of form
the supreme Sushumna vein
regulates the bliss storm
such is divine intelligence
far beyond reach of our mind
although we share, none can pair
so leave oh hermit, all beliefs behind
The guru chakra is the master’s seat
Positioned between our crown and third eye
As of God’s will, he regulates bliss heat
Teaching our presence how to wingless fly
Our master represents the light of God
He erases our doubts and all our fears
The day ego dies in mind-body pod
To our dismay, our teacher disappears
As we ascend, all that is, is one light
We are the drop and we are the ocean
Entwined with oneness, we garner clear sight
Breath by breath savouring love’s bliss potion
The seeker who sought, no longer exists ~
Yet the after burn of rapture persists
There is more for you
Your eyes can see beyond any situation
The power of your perception
Can reveal the progression of your situation
Eyes that look are common
Eyes that see are rare
The power of pain is inevitable
Pain regulates the life of an individual
Pain can remove masks that should not be part of our lives!
Eyes that look are common
Eyes that see are rare
Your agony is your opportunity
Your pain today is your power tomorrow
There is an arrow of certainty that
Will show you the moment of opportunity
Eyes that look are common
Eyes that see are rare
There is more for you
Smouldering thoughts of victory
Can enhance your story
The opportunity exists; the agony might persist
But the spirit of resilience will win
Eyes that look are common
Eyes that see are rare
The two intrinsically interlinked aspects
of human subsistence, society and politics,
design the fundamental tenets of world order,
that regulates the dynamics of human coexistence.
The contextual norms and values of society
depict the evolving pattern of political topography
with the transforming architecture of public opinion,
fabricated by the community environment and culture.
The structure of the political system entwined
inseparably with societal fabric of race and gender,
harmoniously connects with the collective hierarchies,
deciding the course the nations will take in the future world.
The length of life on earth,
Life can be too short for some people
And too long for others as
only God who regulates
hours,
days ,
months,
years of living on earth.
Some people could not get chance
to see the sun while others reached
more than hundred years.
The length of life on earth,
Many people pray to be long on earth,
when they reach twenty years
And depart to rest in peace.
Some people will mean that
they succumb so early
While they don't know
the time frame of God.
If a child is born
and expires at same time,
Some people can call it "too short."
Yes ! It is too short,
what about the one who reached
twenty-five years on earth?
The length of life on earth,
Living too long or too short in the World
Leaving so quickly on earth is not the choice
Of many people but the last decision of God.
We must get prepared every time.
July 3/2023
Quiet juxtaposes sound;
a time when mute thoughts abound.
And though quiet may seem rare,
it can be found anywhere.
Quiet resides in stillness,
a respite from life's shrillness.
From cell phones to children's toys;
we get bombarded by noise.
Quiet's a sanctuary;
when chaos becomes scary.
And quiet's a peaceful state;
that regulates your heart rate.
Quiet is a time of bliss;
comparable to a kiss.
It's a feeling of calmness,
you garner from aloneness.
Quiet's that extended hush
when your mind tells you to shush.
And morphs into a gateway,
when you need to be away.
Your pain will not be in vain
It will take you to a bigger purpose
The power of your pain is inevitable
Pain shows up for a reason
Pain regulates the life of an individual
Pain can work in our lives
Pain can remove masks that should not be part of our lives!
The power of your pain will shape your life
Pain does not discriminate
Pain will not enable you to debate
Pain will teach you the power of a good routine
Pain will make you help others in the future
Pain will cause you to stop and think
Pain will cause you to look at your priorities
Pain will show you the difference between
Real love and fake love and
Your deepest pain will not be physical
But it will be emotional and spiritual!
Your pain will not be in vain
Because through it you can gain
And understand the value of life
Your pain will not be in vain
It will take you to a bigger purpose
Mark Frank
Copyright 2023
Gentle soul stirrings set into motion
tremors orbiting omnipresent light,
distilled by love, regulates commotion
they may cause to mitigate heart's delight.
The litmus test at all times being love,
unless we recognise that all are one,
our intent may not be like the peace dove,
for our lower mind has not been undone.
There being no 'others', God alone is,
one consciousness, as many manifest,
at the core of each pulse, is His bliss fizz,
wherein if we choose to rest, ends life's test.
Within cave of our heart, God does reside ~
Love is God's truth, so with it let's abide
14-November-2022
One connecting medium
To know the Divine.
Harmonizes, enraptured
The hearts. Yours and mine.
One link, all the universe
To whom regulates
Through His angels, the movements
Of souls. Stellar fates.
The intention creates the actions
As every action creates a reaction
The result is revealed in the impact
That is the very sequence of nature
The action may hide the intention
Only time will confirm
The truth
A clear and sincere intent must end pleasant
A greedy or selfish intention must feel pain
The choice is there from the beginning
Nature only regulates existence
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