Short Middle Way Poems

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and I?  I took the Middle Way....

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Wanting to see,
I want to look at 
You very much.
My sky
My dream home,
My middle way destination-
To you.
I love you....

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   Life
        is 
          like 
              a toilet roll
                 ~when it's half way
                            it finishes faster...

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Freedom loves choice,
left and right or the middle way
all are paths to walk each day
Hum and ha and other druthers
are the price we pay
for sweet liberty....

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Quatrain #16:
MIDDLE WAY


Start with good cheer that frames fond say,
Love need not fear the path of play;
Sense plain truth here that shows you how,
Feel zest that steers the middle way.

~~~~~~~~~



Leon Enriquez
01 July 2015
Singapore...

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peace'a the day be to ya
...that which you've given me...
everyday at no cost
...is a reality...

reflections within and without
...mirroring...
the middle way
…of pluses and minuses...

being without pain
...the other is never an alien...
with respect our common logic
...love on each planet is the same...

stan sand...

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Reset your body with the affirmative motion 
of your awakened senses dear child 
Invigorate your soul and proclaim your life 
through the middle way and let the self 
assimilate with the oneness of it all. 
Lose yourself in the timelessness of essential 
both in heaven and on earth, 
renewal is key element to Spiritual Revival.  

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Mad is the man
Who schemes and scams


Desire now plots
True empty lots


Be shrewd and kind
Find peace of mind


Do not delay
Walk middle way


Ego and pride
Fatal joyride


Poise follows choice
Utter firm voice


All in due time
See the end rhyme


Prepare your grace
To greet each face


Such is the way
Survive and play


Leon Enriquez
29 June 2014
Singapore...

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Lift up your heart
As love now starts


Give all you can
To understand


Live your best now
As truth endows


Act with clear will
To feel fine fill


The way is hard
For a true bard


Word mint fits pain
Now once again


Dare to be good
In any mood


The middle way
Fits night and day


Come away now
For why knows how




Leon Enriquez
01 April 2020
Singapore...

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flights of thought suspended
emotions postponed
scintillations unravelled
circular stagnation
levitation time warped

inside the Buddha meets trepidation
loincloth gets looser
scent candles burn blisters
on sandalwood base
fused with a valley of tears

a river flows backwards
in which one cannot swim twice

third time fortunate
he finds middle ground
inspired by expiration
middle way between
desperation and movement...

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She, a left-brained leftist.
He, a pretend-monk of the Middle Way.
She aches North,
he rushes South.

The moments traffic clog and smush and crumble
into a jumble of hours...
The island, a respite, from the weary
us apart.  We come together in our
middle place.
To forget erase
the dour the dint the dirt
of the peopled world.
We come together in our
middle place.

She from the Left,
he from the Middle,
and its all

Right....

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By the old gate
I wait on fate
Now not too late
To flesh a date


Words in odd rhymes
Come forth in time
As echoes chime
Through mortal mimes


Work feels so light
When mortal sight
Seeks a grand flight
In spheres most bright


The blind now see
What love sets free
In what will be
Noise in full spree


By night and day
The middle way
Comes as you play
The games that stay




Leon Enriquez
23 August 2018
Singapore...

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She touched each one but soon they cleared like smoke
little infant rogues, always ready for the heady toke   

She prayed to the Gods above but all she got was pain 
drenched to the bone by torrents that gave way to rain 

So in the end she chose the middle way of no return 
Icarus moments in the sun that didn't crash or burn

Resting in God's love she got to see the other side,   
feeling vibrant and blissful like the slow ebbing tide.      
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Good deeds, misdeeds.
Good for you, bad for him.
The middle way is a narrow road,
thread the needle.

Monkey Pox
or a fresh oranges?
Some balancing choices
need no great deliberation.

The longer we live
the more the proliferation
of garden rakes.

Whiskey on the rocks,
marriage on the rocks,
there will always be
more rocks

Tight rope, high wire.
Wobble on your way
out-stretched arms.

Don't look down,
Smile for the camera
Sooner or later -
we fall....

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Between action and inaction,
lies the optimal middle way,
of soul’s vibrance gaining traction,
invoking in time, divine grace.

With silence as our default mode,
feeling how polarities merge,
ineffable bliss fills our form
and as we sing to God an ode,
bliss magnetism begins to surge,
sweeping us away in love’s storm.

The simple shift from head to heart
and thereafter melding with space,
in time stretched stillness, a learnt art,
is how our soul invokes God’s grace....

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