Short Distil Poems
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azure spring sky clouds
distil the innocent love
bloomed in red rose buds
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4-18-2017
dust cloud
engulfs
dark fears
contract
where lies
joy throb
just still
the heart
distil
thought flow
Gods love
fill us
11-February-2021
let’s keep it simple
distil each desire with love
tranquil silence reigns
in but not within the world
feeling bliss rapture unfurled
11-July-2021
unable to rest thought
to transcend limitations of form
the pilgrim did the next best thing
he chose to distil each thought
in the cauldron of pure love
making them sublime
22-December-2022
Done?
You'll never work out what or why
until the day has past you by
and then perhaps you never will
these idle thoughts that we distil
but left undone I wonder why?
by D H Johnson
a creative impulse
on the spur
of the moment
with
spontaneous
drops
to
distil
as
a painting with words
an invitation
to stroll within
behind the veil
share &participate
with
another’s mind.
Our reflex instinct
Where is it rooted
Unthinking response
Is it innocence
Are we sleep walking
We contemplate
Employ free will
Our thoughts distil
Let love elate
When awake
Or asleep
Where are we
Is yet
Stillness
Void
18-November-2020
Make it or break it
Gift of life bestowed
We may ourself choose
Narrow fears ferret
As of own seeds sowed
No one to blame
Both pride and shame
Our creation
Hearts suggestion
Roots of heart
They do go
As we flow
Let us
Distil
Thought
28-October-2020
Maya veil that conceals our light
Our souls limitation
Presence yet discerns wrong from right
Choosing love vibration
Granted on earth, free will
Each impulse we distil
Till bliss does overspill
Holy grail
Maya veil
21-August-2021
Quietus
We rise if we choose, by free will
Becoming self-aware
Next, each thought, mindfully distil
Side stepping ego snare
Time stretched stillness, quiet
No ego spawned riot
Cravings on a diet
There is no excuse
We rise if we choose
22-August-2021
Quietus
Ambedo trance, awareness dips
We’re a dead man walking
Sleep of stupor, consciousness grips
Ego spawned thoughts stalking
Poised in meditation
Let’s distil attention
Feeling each vibration
Live not by chance
Ambedo trance
11-December-2021
Quietus
Oh gentle soul, just stop thought flow
Delusion fades away
Dwell in the Holy Spirit’s glow
Let not heart’s desires sway
Each mind impulse distil
Doing what God does will
Feel thus bliss overspill
Become now whole
Oh gentle soul
26-January-2022
Quietus
Pendulum fulcrum is so still
As periphery moves
Likewise thoughts distil, as voids fill
In divine entwined grooves
Nonchalant witness stance
Love with love in parlance
Gyrates in joyous dance
Bliss sensorium
Pendulum fulcrum
24-November-2021
Quietus
The waking state, our weakest link
If governed by instinct
Oh hermit, each act with love ink
Make ego urge extinct
Be alert, not in trance
Distil thoughts, take no chance
To rhythm divine dance
We choose our fate
The waking state
18-December-2021
Quietus
Make it special ~ each breath we take
Distil thought, word and deed
Make tranquil mind, calm as a lake
Succumbing not to greed
Here now, choose to go in
Magnetise void within
Let bliss winds graze our skin
Our earth vessel
Make it special
26-April-2022
Quietus
They
placed
a flower
upon
a grave
read
his
soliloquy
aloud
a few
poetic
petals
to distil
a
lifetime
into
a
single
drop
and
then
sadly
forgot
Before embarking upon God search quest,
distil thought flow, emptying out desire,
with no earthy agenda on our chest,
aligning with love, head and heart afire,
consigning fears to the funeral pyre,
thus purifying our soul in fullness,
to seamlessly entwine with That oneness,
mind-body receptive to the current,
teleporting us to peaked blissfulness,
as we again become luminescent.
18-January-2022
COPLA CUARENTA Y DOS: This Bad Guy World
This Life’s nothing but a sink pit
You wake up one day deep in it:
No one’s to blame
Yet the Phoney Fake Hypocrite
Don’t even have to try to make it:
Theirs is the game
Still here and there the genuine
Leave sweat behind them in chagrin:
Bled tears don’t dry
Those whose lives distil ink in pain
And those whose stuffed mouths spout din:
Same world don’t vie
© T. Wignesan - Paris, 2014
Each thought distil, before action
Lest love bereft, it lack traction
Whisper of conscience, our compass
Making vibrant, heart’s cessation
Embarking the divine love bus
In trust we go, where God takes us
Earth life unfolds, in as ordained
Outcomes any, we make no fuss
When ego recedes, love’s ingrained
Free from desire, our soul’s unstained
God-connect, our sole life purpose
Thus in timeless time, our mind’s trained
09-February-2022