Short Unawakened Poems

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Premium Member Ulladu Narpadu verse 19

Are we bound by fate or is there free will,
is a question the unawakened ask,
whilst for those who’ve surrendered, those who’re still,
in the light of Self as they so do bask,
having beheld the truth, they wear no mask.
Karma and fate applies to souls who’re bound,
not to sages who walk on holy ground.


Premium Member Awakening

Awakening..

Could it be this simple..?

Allowing life as it is

Not to worry about the "I" as unawakened

Allow that unawakened I to do as it pleases

Perhaps walking down a path seeking to

Find what seems to be missing..

All of these appearances..appearing in 

What is marvelously happening...

In Dreams

A dream is a dream..  But not just a dream..  
A portal into an unknown reality it is..
No limitations are required..
Manifestations with thoughts occur..

A dream state enters into the unknown..
Is our true being..
Awareness when in dream state it is..
No awareness in dream state it is..

Awakened we dream..  Unawakened we dream..  
What differs??

Illusion of space and time..
Our perception..
Form: ABC

I Am What You Need

I AM WHAT YOU NEED

I watched you sleep this anxious morning

And felt the distress that torments
Mortal souls unawakened.

We all can be free within the womb of dreams.
However needed, I will be here for you;
Ask for a wall
To protect you and I will build

You a house
Of love and trust.
Understand me,

Needs can be fulfilled;
Every arm-filled joy,
Every tender, gentle touch
Defines the sanctuary here.
Form: Acrostic

Butterfly

Butterfly


In the silence of regret, we lose our faith
In the noise of anger, we lose ourselves.

Find me a place where faith is healed
A place of refuge where I may grow like the wings of a butterfly,
Where my metamorphosis will empower my flagging will.

Let me feel the beat of your angelic wings against the cheek of my heart,
So that I may know what it feels to be loved.

Fear not my unawakened soul,
In you it will find its complement
Then only will I be complete...


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