On the back of a chair, a plastic bag
Hangs by one of its carry loops
The other free to move in the breeze
Which enters from the window nearby
Back and forth, fitfully waves the free loop
Calling me, or something near me
Passing on a beckon from the atmosphere
To whom addressed?
What elements are signalling each other
Beyond my understanding, if not notice;
What their arcane subject?
Within my being, something shivers
As the unsecured loop
Waves me on.
we discuss, debate and compare
remaining as yet unaware
that each unfoldment is unique
so no one with our heart can pair
of which throb within should we speak
when none save us can take a peek
at epiphanies that so dawn
signalling we’re he who we seek
layer by layer ego’s shorn
but when in trance thoughts are reborn
and therein lies the paradox
branch of mind from us is not sawn
the demon of dark desire stalks
boat of attachment in heart docks
ah, to be free of lower mind
in silence alone we detox
The extended hand was soon retracted,
signalling perhaps that it is not time,
in life’s lucid dream being enacted,
which caused no tremor in heart’s bliss beat chime,
dancing in moonlight, conjuring a rhyme.
We are the void, to outcomes nonchalant,
presence free from taint and immune to taunt.
Be this as it may, we may pause to ask,
the aim to continue this game inane,
yet there is learning even when we bask
in warm sunlight or while watching the rain,
bliss caress freeing us from ego’s chain,
in a dance of delight in slow motion,
as we partake of love’s magic potion.
Vibrance of our emptiness has no name,
since our true being has no location,
there now remaining no tempests to tame
and since we are here on a vacation,
flirting with dream forms is our vocation.
We swim in the sea without getting wet;
that we’re living light, we never forget.
From any time, anywhere,
to all the time, everywhere,
bliss mists within manifest,
signalling we’re truly blest.
We’ve journeyed beyond the book
and say scriptures were mistook,
on how kundalini moves,
in the manner God approves.
Humble is our gratitude
and playful our attitude,
that presence with silence yoked,
fire of magnetism is stoked.
Whilst poised in blissful response,
we slowly metamorphose,
embodying divine light,
breath by breath, by day and night.
With such musings we take stock,
of nodes spirit did unblock,
where we did nothing at all,
yet were graced by a bliss squall.
No metaphors can explain,
how bliss unties ego’s chain,
when synced to the cosmic hum,
the flame of bliss we become.
we notice the fan’s noise
though it’s in the background
it intrudes on silence
signalling we are bound
worried about the health
of a near and dear one
the halo of darkness
opaques light of the sun
the dance of delusion
conjured by body-mind
is viewed in good humour
by soul divine aligned
on an as is where is basis here now
still in the midst of cacophonic din
blissful stirrings that arise we allow
and as our attention gently floats in
throb of the soul star chakra does begin
the pulse mirrored at heart, forehead and spine
signalling all nodes with God’s light align
toroidal heart expands, we understand
deep peace brought about by dewdrops of bliss
sprinkled across our form, this holy land
dance of delight, vibrant as here now this
ushering wellness where nothing’s amiss
light of dawn each morn, which is always new
as are the bliss pulsations that renew
Far from being empty, silence is full,
bliss pulsating, soma nectar flowing,
as we’re propelled by the magnetic pull
of bliss, that keeps fire of rapture glowing.
Let us reflect on where we are this morn:
the soul star chakra’s throb is dominant,
all other nodes mirroring God’s bliss horn,
with forehead and Bindu point prominent.
The spine as always stands firm and erect,
with orifice at the crown expanding,
that as pace of bliss influx grows unchecked,
in tranquil heart we make a safe landing.
Nose, soles of feet and palms deserve mention ~
Their tingles signalling our ascension
Dreams are real when we’re immersed therein,
with concepts offered being of no use
but ceasing to react to thought flow din,
bliss energised stillness becomes heart’s muse.
As in our dreams, likewise it is in life,
viewing body-mind as an interface,
outcomes any, we are always bliss rife,
releasing each sensation we embrace.
No object in view, bliss beats yet renew,
signalling that we are always complete,
that there are no puzzles we need to sew,
having surrendered desire at God’s feet.
Dear soul, dive into heart for a sneak peek,
realising we are he who we seek.
the chin and nose chakras converse
as blissful forehead just looks on
a petal at the crown opens
signalling the onset of dawn
magnetised feet, energised palms
in tandem radiate cool heat
God’s hand above, a blob of bliss
makes tranquil presence feel upbeat
a body part malfunctions
there is significant pain
yet it’s commingled with bliss
signalling we wear no chain
salted sure solidarity
soldier servicing s o l i t u d e
stable E Y E in storms
staring at ships
s a i l i n g
sagacious
seas
sombre in siren
signalling ~~~ \/\/\/
with …..
seals and salmon
we sighted
sanguine light
singular spirits of singing sapience
some to summits
you show in
STATURE
~~~~~~~~~~
gaze unfocused, awareness self-aware
entwines with enigmatic space
with the vast void we seamlessly pair
flickers of light signalling influx of grace
(A lone voice whispers)
Did you know that curiosity can be the soul's only guilty heartfelt desire?
An irrepressible longing from emotions, many hidden fires.
That awakens convulsions in the newly possessed.
Of secretive things once never felt or expressed.
To the heavy loads, signalling the quiet redesigning of a pure soul.
As it explores new goals?
Like the falling of a tear, the feeling of fear or the bright sunshine of a rare smile?
Which shines like real gold in illuminated green eyes.
Trying desperately to devour all things before they die.
Only to then hear one day in God's low whispers:
"Did you seek curiosities only goals, the soul's only guilty heartfelt desire, my child?
When they were all presented by the Devil, and its insidiously lit warm fires.
Before you died?
To tempt you like Eve, right out of the blue?
Or did you try to stay pure with all the divine gifts I once gave you?
(C) Copyright John Duffy
Ahead straight, my agonist!
Neuron cells, explode!
Stab at fate and give a twist!
Lava, how you glowed...
Collaboration, my son...
Is this sure for thee?
Bullet, leap! Pour smoke, my gun!
Fine and fair and free!
Truth be told, I'm terrified?
Tiger, tall grass. Hide.
Pit viper, white ankle. Pride?
Surely woe betide...
Rain down, thought-spark! Sing, O song!
Life ahead, be long...
Inspiration, strike the gong!
Wargods, scuppernong.
Heavens, calm. O hell, burn low.
Heart within, thy lull.
Boneyard, battle, bane, below.
Baleful, brazen bull?
My glow is like a grasshopper.
Signalling to send!
Fireworks, grenades, wood chopper!
Death and Doom, make bend!
Set sail for the sun! Setting!
Shop keep in the cold!
Gambler, have you been betting?
Bell city, you tolled...
Vintage wine? O wraiths a-nine!
Service you rendered!
Salt of ocean, bring thy brine!
Optimist: occurred...
we are here and all is well
for we’re free from ego’s spell
and as this dream life unfolds
we provide lust no footholds
breath by breath heart’s rapture grows
as bliss spikes between eyebrows
as also crown, heart and spine
signalling we are divine
we have in this world no stake
our mind’s a rippleless lake
focused on the light of Self
in renewal in itself
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