Short Unmanifest Poems

Short Unmanifest Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Unmanifest by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Unmanifest by length and keyword.


Premium Member fullness in emptiness

we dwell in the gap
of the unmanifest
in ineffable peace
feeling blessed
wherein poised thus 
in our natural state
bliss teleports us
to heaven’s gate
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Zen mode

as the stillness and movement within
as the movement and stillness within
as the manifest and the unmanifest 
as the totality of is-ness of the now
as the eternal now in incessant renewal

I Am

Premium Member Zen Mode

thought that begin to arise
ripple of intent yet unmanifest
poised in animation awaiting embrace
as yet unborn is placed in heart
enlivened by bliss magnetism 
thus readied for release

23-December-2022

Premium Member Prashna Upanishad verse 5:1

Two Gods: unmanifest and manifest,
paradox being that both are the same 
and we too become That when thought forms rest,
thus in truth know that life is but a game,
a lucid dream, with no tempests to tame.
God’s heartbeat is the cosmic vibration,
be it the void or seeming creation.

Premium Member Screen of Consciousness

The unmanifest reality
A pulse of continuity
Upon which images reflect
That which senses detect

Just as space is boundless
Formless and attributeless
Containing a pulse of duality
Originating from singularity 

No-thing-ness
The emptiness
Absoluteness
Pure awareness

Unmanifest

04-August-2020
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Zen Mode

liquid light crystallises
vaporises when realises
it is in deep ambedo trance
so chooses to alter circumstance
by surfing the very edge of the void
without being by lower mind decoyed
thus both manifest and unmanifest
earth life jest love drenched fest
free from desire and aversion
renewing bliss immersion

12-December-2022
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Here now this morn

with fortitude drifting into quietude
attention effortlessly internalised
bliss beats making spiritual attitude
in staid cessation clear truth is realised 
that we are living light crystallised in form,
vibrance of silence centred in every storm
where all that’s manifest and unmanifest
is God consciousness in movement and at rest
Form: Rispetto

Artifact

A cunning ape
 upon a diamond throne
tastes his apple.
 Our Saturn lets loose
arrows of piercing spiritual venom.
 Dominion and power
in the blood of a human head.
 A complete circle
unmanifest enclosing
 the devil.
Crushing all passion and pride;
 A white cone
gently rolling
 toward the Centre.
The disk manifests
as the One.

Premium Member Decrypting the code

our journey as we soften attention 
proceeds somewhat like this:

senses to mind
mind to intellect 

intellect to the cosmic egg
Hiranyagarbha ~ in our head

Hiranyagarbha to the unmanifest
meaning, what we call Self

the Self to God, the Absolute
golden globe of love and light

we all are in Him 
He is in all

nothing more need be said

Premium Member Here now this morn

surfing the bardo of no-thingness
between the manifest and unmanifest
sensing everything yet attached to nothing
awareness pulsates but consciousness is at rest

dwelling in the pregnant pause rebukes space and time
with our one foot in heaven and the other on earth
the power of magnetism dissolves opposites
that leaves as they fall bubble with mirth
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member As we metamorphose

Employing the power of bilocation,
we’re both the manifest and unmanifest,
whence positioned in all-time meditation,
even though bliss mists dance, heart remains at rest,
soul’s eye twinkling, mood and mode celebration,
blossoming like a rose, we feel truly blessed.
Transformed from inside out in mind-body urn,
in surrender, we willingly choose to burn.

Premium Member The cosmic egg

Surfing the bardo of the unmanifest,
pulsates Hiranyagarbha, the cosmic egg 
and if we put our fears and desires to rest, 
we are hatched therefrom, when for freedom we beg.

Befriending pure silence, our heart quiescent, 
God then reveals our true form, luminescent,
whence in but not of the world in which we dwell,
the light of our Self shines in mind-body shell.
Form: Rispetto

Premium Member Here now this morn

Our head is tapped, in bliss mists capped
and lower chakras join the dance.
We walk on a path God has mapped,
silence and stillness our soul’s stance.

The Absolute is recognised,
manifest and unmanifest 
but we are not self-realised,
for ego’s an unwelcome guest.

Be this as it may, we are still,
poised in the void, by bliss seduced;
love perches on heart’s window sill,
leaving nothing to be deduced.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Zen Mode

in the stillness of every night 
we are enveloped by magnetism 
teleporting formless consciousness 
encompassing the absolute vastness
of both the manifest and the unmanifest

during the waking state at each moment 
toroidal heart steadies the energy grid
felt as a humming magnetic implant
creating vital soma nectar divine
within each cell of feeble form

we share because we care
hoping some souls will pair

16-February-2023

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