Short Benedictions Poems
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the guru chakra vibrates
the master descends to third eye
whilst the crown holding pole position
ever entwined with toroidal heart
enables benedictions of grace
benign bliss burn churning mind-body urn ~
causes conditioned beliefs to upturn
as God’s benedictions pour down like rain ~
doing nothing we ascend without strain
table settings dazzle
silver gleams
bronze reflects
crystal sparkles
bare heads
unbowed
chatter
cloth
soft
as a dove
visions
of Paradise
absent
benedictions
a feather falls
the bird knows not
and even if it does
it cares not
objects we cling to
betrays lack of trust
in God’s benedictions
signalling delusion
let us become
the bird
This air,
Baked in
A purple haze
Bring cupped-hands
Filled with holy water
To the ancient shores of
This Gothic Cathedral
We flock to your sanctuary
Birds bring their benedictions to this altar
mindfully cognise
each flicker in space
through the gaps in time
in-pours benedictions of grace
correspondent to light strobes
nodes within us come alive
to throb of magnetism
in rapture we jive
assigning no interpretation
to benedictions of grace
we feel caress divine
love patterns trace
bliss magnetism
pierces feeble form
trusting benign currents
we’re blown away in the storm
Morning benedictions outside my window today
the week has ended and I have made it to Saturday
Leaning out my window I espy a beautiful blue jay
I drink in the silence, as the night fulminates away.
Rose and Violet
Roses -violets
Tell of valentine's friendship
Love's ageless story
Violets - a humble kiss
Roses - sweet benedictions
2-8-22
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standing erect, as a column of light
we observe dream images orbit form
with ego exhumed, there’s no cause to fight
so with God’s laws we willingly conform
rapturous bliss having become the norm
there is nothing to say, much less to do
as benedictions of grace so accrue
Joy effervescence, warm embrace
Hugging as lovers do
Call if if we will, divine grace
Bliss rainbow in full view
As heart lotus flowers
Benedictions shower
Love, wisdom and power
Soul’s luminescence
Joy effervescence
06-September-2021
Quietus
Flicker in space, hidden veil drops
Mindful eye may cognise
Conduits open as bliss throb hops
Benedictions surprise
Energised feet and palm
Elixir healing balm
Ushering tranquil calm
In-pouring grace
Flicker in space
20-September-2021
Quietus
delighting at offerings of grace bestowed
imbibing God’s benedictions in surprise
each crest then becomes a trough
new peaks scaled if soul tries
the soul too must disappear
if any trace of separation remains
unless each cell of form radiates light
know Self is as yet bound to ego’s chains
feeling the zing of bliss within nodes of form
wherein our body is the dance floor
as we delight in the performance underway
our childlike heart begs for an encore
as we wish, so it is
each breath that renews ushers a new bliss hue
vaporised presence becomes divine fizz
as benedictions of grace so accrue
Benedictions of divine grace
Are enabled in timeless time
When desires cease, no goals to chase
We imbibe, pheromones sublime
Enlivened by bliss beats sublime
Love pursues love, in joyous chase
Vaporised presence transcends time
Ensconced in rapture, by His grace
28-May-2022
Mirrored Quatrain
poised in stillness
sounds of silence
reverberate within
the continuum thus
electrified with bliss
engulfs feeble form
our fontanel pulsates
signalling inpouring
of God’s benedictions
soma nectar drips
through hidden nadis
we savour the elixir
body a hollow shell
becomes a vast void
magnetised in fullness
What a graceful venusian divine belle..!
Resembling Lotus Goddess in tale
Floral festival and her fabulous fervour
Dancing with zeal and vigour
Shows her being vibrant full
Radiant countenance just cheerful
When stands amidst the bevy
She steals my attention heavy
All this rhyming fool needs much
Her benedictions in tons such..!!
She fills the Night with gentle rain - a spring day worth of blessings.
Moonless shadows take to shelters -beneath the bowing Trees.
Through the Wood of Night she moves to find the lost one – that is me
I cower in the darkest place - hiding from the rain.
What benedictions she has bestowed the Night - lies dead within my hand.
For what she seeks within me – razed, burnt (within pain)
532.
Blue Flower for Blue Santa Muerte
Receive this blue flower offering
As part of our thanksgiving
Oh Santa Muerte full of wisdom
A Guiding Gift of God's kingdom
Blessed is Christ, king of Israel
Blessed are we, kin of Azrael
Oh Holy Death for me & you
Oh Santa Muerte clothed in blue!
Amen.
-12/25/2016
(Dumarao)
*Benedictions to the 8 Flowers for Santa Muerte
today it is the turn
of the tip of our nose
to take up pole position
no node is higher or lower
all act as a seamless whole
as magnetism becomes subtler
although there remains no seeking
it cannot be denied identity celebrates
benedictions of grace enlivening our form
as the dance of delight continues unendingly
meanwhile a gentle warmth spreads in our heart
touch of God as He cradles soul in His loving arms
528.
Red Flower for Red Santa Muerte
Receive this red flower offering
As part of our thanksgiving
Oh Red Santa Muerte full of love
Oh Undying Gift from the above
Blessed is Christ, King of Israel
Blessed are we, kin of Azrael
Oh Holy Death for the living & the dead
Oh Santa Muerte clothed in Red!
Amen.
-12/21/2016
(Dumarao)
*Benedictions to the 8 Flowers for Santa Muerte
531.
Green Flower for Green Santa Muerte
Receive this green flower offering
As part of our thanksgiving
Oh Green Santa Muerte full of strength
Oh Healing Gift to us God sent
Blessed is Christ, King of Israel
Blessed are we, kin of Azrael
Oh Holy Death for both fat & thin
Oh Santa Muerte clothed in green!
Amen.
-12/24/2016
(Dumarao)
*Benedictions for the 8 Flowers for Santa Muerte
For my desiring flame of chest
Forget their blame and light of past.
You can’t return the golden Age
Just turn the page, yes, turn the page.
They say we cannot stop the PAIN
That we should fall in feet of Vain
And die like mice in throat of cat
But we're still here, we are not dead.
Those Benedictions are not yours
I saw the Death on jaded horse.
And kiss of Heaven’s for free souls:
For you and me, but not for dolls.
looping our form lengthwise
over back along our spine
rising straight to crown
dipping to third eye
along nose to chin
jugular notch and heart
our navel, sacral and below
reconnecting with spine at root
our pranic energy grid pulsates
forming a seamless bliss band
of vibrant magnetic electricity
branching off all along form
that each cell be enlivened
by Divine Mother’s caress
as benedictions divine
Kind, gentle and mindful, the way to be,
imbibing God’s light through the pores of space,
benedictions of grace that lets us see,
how our Father holds us in close embrace,
as steps to heaven we slowly retrace.
Benign bliss burns bestowed etched on our soul,
are wabi-sabi stains that make us whole,
of a life fully lived, divine entwined,
in vibrant nonchalance playing our role,
our softened heart, with love and light aligned.