PIROUETTE
Dark, the clouds
Move the sky
High above, the rain
Begins it's fall
Unties the towel
Loose, around your waist
The first drops dance
Across your back
You wrap, and run away
You turn to pirouette
So proud
Bow, the clapping waves
A long ago memory of a girl i knew. A ballerina.
When it would rain we would travel to the beach.
Alone, because of the weather ... She loved to dance in the sand.
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.
there is no map
simply be still
dwell in the gap
surrender will
firm be focus
on love and light
bliss the locus
by day and night
optimal ism
rest cause of thought
bliss magnetism
unties heart’s knot
Whispers of enchanting tales
Cosmic stories likely false
Misunderstanding confused about a lot
God Loves me cause I am simple
I trust in God and Jesus is my best friend
Heavy sigh intense lies
Stabilizing spies enter our minds
Distant lands unties our hope in Our High Priest and King
He is one with our Father no division
One Lord of all he makes me smile
Birds calling me dogs barking voices whispering
Dreams and visions and life and hope in my Father above
Everlasting father thank you so much my best friend
Holy spirit I know you Love me and times are testing me
I see silence breaks like thunder shaking the mountains falling
stars from heaven give me trust of my fathers soon return
Insane love deep above fission fused my spine
temples of stone replaced by temples of flesh fused with Gods Spirit dwelling within us all
Asylum from Venezuela’s Instability, Had No Criminal Record
I fled a Country made of Storm—
Where Bread became a Prayer—
And Nights were stitched with Sirens’ Thread
That only Fear could wear—
My Name was clean as Morning’s Hand
When it unties the Dew—
No Shadow followed at my Heel
No Crime my Breath once knew—
The Streets forgot their Gentle ways
The Law forgot my Face—
And Hunger learned to speak in Guns
Where Children asked for Grace—
So I escaped the Trembling Door
Where Hope was priced in Gold—
And crossed the Map with nothing but
A Heart that would not fold—
O Liberty—if Thou be real—
Then open wide Thy Gate—
For Innocence is Homeless now
And knocks—before too late.
Heart contracts when there is conflict
and expands when love and light grows
so each vibration, when hand picked
manifests bliss between eyebrows.
Love is God’s refrain, free from stain,
that unties us from karmic chain.
Why would we resist, love’s bliss mist,
wherein ignition renewal
ushers rapture that our heart missed,
bestowing clear sight, non-dual?
We have the cake and eat it too,
watching dance divine continue.
Breath by breath, as we bilocate,
we find ourself at heaven’s gate.
"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love."
-Sophocles, Greek poet
One word unties all the shackles and pains
Of a world that's spiced with bitter and sweet;
A word that shines against tempest and rains
That could make the world rise against defeat.
Its bright shine is like a glowing rapture
That, for the troubled souls brings rains of bliss.
It mends the wounds of hearts that it captures,
Just like heaven spiced with thrilling sweet kiss.
For, somewhere in hearts, the shine of love glows,
And even when there seems to be no hope.
From deep within, the great breath of love blows.
Hearts meant for each other are bound to cope.
Somewhere in the space of heaven above,
There's place for the home of great thing called love.
It grieves me to witness our youth's demise,
Each day, each hour, another life unties.
Daughters, sons, announced dead, bereft,
In a world where cruelty has left.
What have we done to merit such woe,
To meet our end in a violent flow?
We've become beasts, monsters in disguise,
Lost in our deeds, devoid of wise.
Do we not possess a shred of conscience,
To heed the cries, to cease the violence?
I can't fathom a parent's pain,
Burying their child, guilt their chain.
Blame weighs heavy on their hearts each day,
Feeling they've failed, lost their way.
What have we become, what's our fate,
To suffer such cruel, relentless hate?
God, hear our plea, our broken souls,
As we navigate life's treacherous shoals.
We plan our lives, yet others plot,
To rob us of all we've sought.
Rape, murder, each day's grim news,
Lives taken, souls bruised.
Enemies within, fear our guide,
As death's shadow looms, nowhere to hide.
Haven't we borne enough, shed enough tears,
In this cruel world, fueled by fears?
What cruel fate do we now endure,
In this world where suffering is sure?
Quote: Give life your best shot for desires appear and disappear
Love alone unties the Gordian knot
Now that we are here, let us do our very best
with what we have been given, God will do the rest;
Since we have been called to live a life of authenticity
we ought to shun duplicity and deceitful ways
in order to make way for the best version of ourselves.
When we do this we can accept most anything that God
sends our way. Sword in hand we fight the battles of life,
like an Arc-angel of old. No support team is needed
if you place your best efforts in the hands of the greatest
Alchemist there ever was...
Love alone unties the knots of life so knit yourself
to the belief that good things come to those who wait...
Sit by the River Jordan and be baptized into His palpable Love
Unloose the sandals of despair, step into hope and live.
Date: March 26, 2023
Sponsor Unseeking Seeker
Contest Name Now that we are here
There lives a touch of the Divine inside my soul tonight
and as I surrender to its peaceful ways I begin to awaken gently
I am a wayward soul in need of Godlike essence,
a Seraphic beauty that unties with every silent prayer.
My heart allows the inner flow of the Divine to intervene,
as scented thoughts penetrate and perfuse, I meet my Divine
muse;
In this quiet paradise for one I am connected to all beings
and all beings are connected to me, through love.
Tonight the incense shall burn inside this ancient kiln
"Yarim Tepe"... softening the edges of my emotions,
like a Divine emollient, and turning me to softer shadows;
The sound of inner peace shawling, I breathe
and as the soul meets the night, my dreams take flight
In this Divine journey of discovery, I am content
to co-exist, aside its beautiful liquid golden light.
each day we walk, slowly and leisurely, through our neighborhood
enjoying the sights of houses, purple, blue, yellow
gardens started and forgotten, left fallow for the fall,
to the grocery store.
as we near the destination, a man on the corner is yelling and dancing
paying no attention to us or anyone, a sign near his feet saying
“bread, please. just one loaf to keep me going. it’s the little things”
we add another item to our list.
we make the rounds, crossing off the list, ending with a soft loaf of wheat.
when we exit the store he’s still dancing. we take the loaf out of our bags and
hand it to him. he unties the bag and reaches in for three pieces and sniffs.
“it’s perfect”. he crushes the pieces in his hands, forming little balls
of grain. shock on our faces, bread flying at our heads, we run. he’s laughing
and i turn around to see him smiling big. it feels good making someone happy.
At the deep end of the pool
he prefers this exercise -
on bench he removes his foot
and unties his shoe
That borrowed thought, which chanced our way
We enrich in our heart
The void itself, begins to sway
When love’s added to cart
Embrace, release, flow on
Each moment thus reborn
Ushering a new dawn
Unties a knot
That borrowed thought
28-February-2022
Quietus
I believe in the weapon of smiles
that brings men together, melts the walls,
secures hope, paves to love.
I believe in the weapon of peace
that unties the chains and is a
wealth of nations.
If you believe in war and
prefer suspicion to hope,
danger to serenity,
division to unity,
hatred to conscience,
if anger is strength for you, and
disagreement a curse,
if you're a stranger to empathy
and rejoice the pain of your neighbor,
if you're a convert to law of revenge,
bite for a bite, eye for eye, stone for stone,
if you as much suffer
the disease of unforgiveness,
then come dance with me and let me show you
the steps of togetherness and
harmony, the flood of emotions
that spring from your inner core
buried under the war drums.
Why wouldn't a bottle of wine gets drunk,
Why wouldn't the sharp edge
of a sword cuts itself,
Why wouldn't the mind
unravels its own mystery,
Why wouldn't a rope
unties its own knot.
After reaching its destination
why does a road wanders off helter-skelter,
Why do the waves of the sea
retreat after reaching ashore,
Why the mountain is not fearful of its height,
Why the whirlpool does not get dizzy,
Where is nowhere,
How do you do nothing,
How do you hear silence,
How do you see darkness,
How can you run out of patience,
Why the broken clock wouldn’t stop time?
Even as Life longs to live life forever
Why wouldn’t Death stay dead forever?
~09/21/21
~Contest: Fart-tastic Poetry
~Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
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