Short Unshackling Poems
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Heart
is where
desire stirs
and also where
all such cravings rest.
When soul’s eye sees desire
as stark cause of our stupor,
we witness form as an object,
assigning not any ownership,
thus unshackling consciousness from ego.
tweaking endings requires replaying dreams
but what is the cause of such addiction
wherein we enter trance in our thought streams
state of deep hypnosis our affliction
until ego dies by crucifixion
we may at any time set our soul free
unshackling consciousness from our mind tree
If we abide in the Self, we are free,
else trapped in narrow cravings, we are bound,
so unshackling presence from our mind tree,
external impulses do not confound,
for we are at all times, in bliss mists drowned.
May we shine as Self, by day and by night,
commingled with fragrance of bliss delight.
The state when we are always full
From which nothing can be removed
Exerting a magnetic pull
Remains through all life storms unmoved
Our true being is always free
Although in form it does seem bound
Unshackling Self from the mind tree
Light of God in our heart is found
Bliss renewal continual
Reconnects consciousness with source
Eye single in life pulse dual
Realised without use of force
Fearless Raven, soaring in
the rich, dark chasm—
that world of shadows, echoes,
cliffs and crags chaotic,
the void of subtle stirrings in
a quintessential midnight—
Make some room for me
on your old, straight wings.
I, too, need to sense
lightning piercing stardust,
galvanizing mountains,
stoking distant thunder.
Let me catch a breath
of your pure, primeval air,
exotic and unshackling
latent, raw, unbounded.
I remember the road to pilate farm,
It was a never land.
I rode in the galley with pilate pirate,
it was a roaring galley rowing.
It was ice-bounding through the night,
young frozen hearts beneath Clotilda.
hundred and ten suspended lives,
thirteen days shadowed silence.
forty five suns dipped the blue horizon
alas Alabama and down the sea Clotilda
a new world in canebrakes.
Half a decade away before unshackling the soul.