Short Mode Poems
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a spider intrudes
we swat it
our behaviour
feral, territorial
far from mindful
earth life teaches
13-March-2023
he rode a horse
mindful of its free spirit
entwining bodies and souls
to ride within fierce winds
in carefree abandon
with each enablement bestowed
ego urges need to be stowed
for which we need to be watchful
as a debt to God by us owed
we fade away at eventide
and in that in between zone
deep inside we wingless glide
our finer sensibilities gently hone
bliss suffused
emptiness
is the norm
we look not
in the past
or ahead
all that is
is this now
where we dwell
no one comes and no one goes
life as impulsed gently flows
soul exits ego’s thought quiz
all that remains ~ a bliss fizz
when divine epiphanies dawn
ego is awestruck and amazed
from the vibrant void we peep in
as witness consciousness unfazed
find love in every equation
and bliss in every sensation
such is as it is, hermit mode
know cave of heart is God’s abode
head having melded with heart
ego identity vaporised
all souls one, none from us apart
light of our true Self is realised
Stressed
Test the best
Rest restores
Enters the soul
Spirit filled made whole
Suping on his Word
Ended
Depressed mode
we swat the spider
lest it harms us
it does look ominous
did we take permission
from the universe
and later apologise
an earthy agenda intrudes
compelling us to act and engage
mindful not to scar face of space
we nonchalantly turn the page
Heads or tails, either which ways,
options will present themselves
and we’ll go through the motions,
vibrant and blissful.
tranquil vibrance seeks no target
and is as such agendaless
yet each pulse is animated
by rapturous bliss mists that bless
the play of divine light and sound
holds for us no attraction
save seeing God face to face
no epiphany offers satisfaction
separation and then union
giving rise to bliss ignition
exhumes ego spawned delusion
light of Self seen seems like fiction
spine an ethereal implant
holding erect energies
orbiting the toroidal heart
wherein presence feels
bliss ignition start
toroidal heart spreads its wings
rapture rises, our soul sings
each breath renews love’s bliss hue
every spasm felt as new
navel, heart and third eye entwine
presided over by the crown
pheromones mingle, nodes tingle
in an ocean of bliss we drown
the tenth door pulsates
taking pole position
all nodes in unison sing
it is the dance of ubuntu
who shall we then mention
slow, slower and slower we be
gentle, gentler and gentler yet
lest scars of unvoiced anguish
create ripples in the vast void
slow, slow and slower yet still
let the cup of God’s bliss fill
till the time we disappear
whence light of Self does appear
we rest with the Word, the mantra Ohm
there is nothing that we do, it comes to us
as reverberations resound, we are back home
phenomena
noumena
we take our pick
as they appear
and disappear
with each breath
in our consciousness
09-December-2022
we are either aware
or in hypnotic trance
former void centric
latter, form centric
as we choose to be
10-December-2022