Royal Poems - Poems about Royal

The light of Self, which we may call God’s spark, is wherefrom arises creative will, that as soul ascends on an upward arc, voids in our heart in timeless time then fill, in time stretched stillness when presence is still. God dwells in the cave of our glowing heart, so that’s where oh hermit, our search should start....

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Along and with the thunder comes enlight'ning which travels at the speed of light, and thus observed before we hear the cloudbursts fright’ning. The sparks in mother’s eyes, that early plus, premonitory sign, impending fuss. We shall consume her verbal casserole - reveal, restrict, repair - regain control. ...

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centred deep within each and every cell lies the spark of God wherefrom bliss mists swell caress divine sublime is intimate seductive tingles that do not abate boding all is well in mind-body shell we are the flame and in it ego dies each breath ushers a new blissful sunrise...

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Body consciousness, once bliss energised, entwines toroidal heart with the head shell, whereupon truth of Self is realised, after stark fears and dark desires we bell, freed at last from ego’s hypnotic spell. As we are we be and so we become, the flame sublime, synced with the cosmic hum....

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mind wishes to know, where is God hiding whilst heart has no doubt, in love abiding as we surf life, like a cosmic dancer questions cease since we become the answer this form is but a horse we are riding rest weary hermit, in blissful repose simply know this: no one come, no one goes...

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Mono Aluminum Pijin they called him. A rascal and a sailor. He buys beef jerky by the bucket. He shaved his beard with a hand carved whale bone. They roll the flanks of mutton in braided lamb chitterlings, and roast them fair and square. The sauce is sweet nuff for dipping. As He crosses his...

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Mono Aluminum Pijin they called him. A rascal and a sailor. He buys beef jerky by the bucket. He shaved his beard with a hand carved whale bone. They roll the flanks of mutton in braided lamb chitterlings, and roast them fair and square. The sauce is sweet nuff for dipping. As He crosses his...

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Spirit remains young though body ages, heart harbouring desire for a rebirth, bringing back next time wisdom of sages, that blissful and joyful be time on earth, where presence is always bubbling in mirth. Refrains replay with memory erased, with each immersion leaving soul amazed....

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this matrix is nothing but a template wherein tremulous souls express intent in timeless time, ego’s desires abate whereupon fickle heart grants love consent simply by following its sublime scent all opposites then dissolve in vast space whence piercing the veil, we behold God’s face...

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palms and feet radiate magnetic heat with the supple spine, a divine implant, making us feel from head to toe complete, the cosmic prayer, our breath by breath chant, correcting the stance of our ego’s slant that thus as we so become the bliss flame, our vaporised Self is left with no aim...

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Forged from the elements of Mother Earth, mindful is our touch, each emote gentle, dwelling in heart always bubbling with mirth, resting thought flow and all concepts mental, love the currency to pay life’s rental. In body temple, making eye single, heart delights when bliss pheromones mingle....

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song of our soul spurs heart that love may soar so shifting into staid silence tranquil at our blissful core where God keeps no score we dissolve in the void our egoic will that divine grace may love and light instil being our prayerful invocation drawing in thus God’s cosmic vibration...

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Seeking but renewal continual, yet knowing what comes and goes will not last, soul’s flame burns on, with love as the fuel, having faith in God, so raising the mast and in this way destiny’s die is cast. Even in the most sunken vibration, consciousness feels one with God’s creation....

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To eat when hungry and sleep when sleepy, at first sight sounds simple enough to do but when swamped by thoughts, fearful and creepy, we’re bemused by puzzles we need to sew, so know not that peace graced on but a few. Oh, to be a child again, free from strain, frolicking carefree in the monsoon rain!...

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The sands of time, a silent steady flow, Where moments vanish like a whispered sigh, And shadows lengthen as the sunsets glow, A gentle fading as the seasons die. We watch the future with a questioning eye, And chase the echoes of an ancient age, While present moments swiftly leave the stage. The fragile blossoms of a fleeting spring, A testament to beauty's...

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