Short Teleported Poems

all doings are being done
although we are not doing them
we behold this non-doing in wonderment 
as we are so teleported across time
on wings of magical bliss mists...

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Blissful, rapturous, searing pull
Throbs of bliss that make us feel full
Magnetic pillar of God’s light
Navel to fontanel in skull

Teleported to zenith height
Why in heavens, would we alight
Graced by presence of the elder
We see Him by spherical sight

07-February-2022...

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The sublime elixirous fragrance
Rose exuding it's sublime essence
Teleported to nirvana, presence
Jarred by piercing pain of a thorn

Withdrawing not, holding opposites
Frozen in time, in the palm of our hand
The pain too transmuted as bliss
Dissolving all inherent contradictions

03-November-2022...

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Upon hours spent, little hope is lent
To a far more pleasing incandescent light
A hue of clockless space seen upon its face
Aggravating the light into a speckled fright

Futuristic visions, are merely illusions
Yet ne’er doth the lie cease to glisten
And many wait with a faith hard to trace
Lost in a teleported reverie of lasting confusion...

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Vibrational descent followed by ascent,
duality’s offering for our delight,
that on blurring boundaries we feel content,
as we’re teleported to zenith like height,
upon the bliss current’s auspicious advent,
revealing that our true Self is living light.
Liken life then to a game of hide and seek,
where God hides from us, yet offers a sneak peek....

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Instinctively following scent of delight,
in as that pulsation that does not abate,
in staid stillness, soul attained zenith like height,
teleported by love straight to heaven’s gate,
suffused in bliss mists thus by day and by night,
invoked by yearnings of our childlike heart chaste.
As we can see there is nothing to be done,
save recognising that God and soul are one....

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What is it? A dog? Cat? Gerbil? Albino beast?
I am not sure; the forest does not know in the least.
I watched the creature approach a dried dandelion.
It began to whimper, next, it would be crying.

Go and help it! Someone’s voice came on the wind.
I was frightened a bit, it might be evil, not a friend.
Approaching it anyway, I decided to comfort her.
She teleported away, but I got a small piece of fur....

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In the dead of the night, I stirred from sleep,
waking up in bed to rapture unbound,
borne by bliss nectar that had seeped in deep
and presence choosing therein to be drowned,
found itself standing here on holy ground.
Each node within pulsating with delight,
heart was teleported to zenith height,
as my formless consciousness filled all space
and thus my body, awash with God’s light,
in time dissolved stillness, imbibed His grace....

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God energised bliss mists brush against our cheek,
gripping our presence in rapture of delight,
dipping in stream of nectar, soul’s eager beak,
that heart be teleported to zenith height,
as love in love with love does so itself seek,
reflecting prismatic light by day and night,
as ordained in time, becoming the bliss flame,
transcending all opposites, in life’s end game.

06-September-2022

OTTAVA RIMA Poetry Contest
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins...

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