Vaporising Poems

walk the talk

part time meditation is of no use
peace must become our orientation
deluded cravings of ego excuse
imbibing love’s divine bliss vibration 

cheerfully repay debts of love we owe
settling all our karmic dues one by one
making childlike heart pure like pristine snow
let our soul’s aura shine like yonder sun

free from thought, as awareness self-aware
doing nothing we invoke a bliss squall
with universal consciousness we pair
vaporising thus to become the all

there are no shortcuts, we are in no haste ~
before we see God, we must make heart chaste

Silence please

God search, soul’s quest, requiring ego to die,
vaporising, that then we transcend time-space
limitations, viewing the light of our Self …
   questions cease; truth’s known.

In this dream realm, illusions bemuse, confuse
but if we choose to be still, voids then soon fill,
thus if we wish to be free, silence reveals …
   the truth of being.

Say it like it is

Swimming in the ocean of vibrations,
heart delights on display of sound and light,
where as we imbibe blissful sensations,
the rapture renewing by day and night,
breath by breath we observe ego dissolve,
vaporising that our soul may evolve,
by embodying God’s light in this form,
sensed vividly as a magnetic storm.

Ramana’s inquiry

the object the subject has dreamed
moves within the dream realm so conjured
acquiring an ego, a temporary consciousness 
to navigate the terrain where it has been so placed 

being hypnotised by the environment 
the dreamed object inevitably enters trance
forgetting its origin it then seeks to expand itself
instinctively pursuing ephemeral objects of heart’s desire

the entity by itself is merely inert dust
hemmed in by senses five and lower mind
so it remains in delusion, pausing not to inquire
the answer to the age old simple question: ‘who am I?’

recognising thus earth life as but a dream
wherein we’re both the dreamer and the dreamed
though we’re a receptor, we may yet tweak the dream
instantly by simply shifting into the vibrant void of silence 

nonchalant to outcomes, ceasing to react
our nonjudgmental eye and free flowing spirit
navigates the labyrinth leaving behind no residue
by vaporising thus, ending the purpose of the dream

the paradox of enlightenment is clear
who gets illumined when there’s no one here
all that really happens is imagined boundaries blur
whereafter all that remains is the eternal living light of Self

The vaporised self

Where’s the stage set to dance today,
upon which nodes within will sway,
to the rhythm of bliss magnetism,
making light of life as they play?

As God’s light ignites body prism,
we discard each and every ism,
by vaporising lower mind,
ending our ego’s scepticism.

In staid stillness, divine aligned,
truth of who we are is divined,
which simply is, we’re living light,
so we become loving and kind.

Having being bestowed clear sight,
no longer fearful seems the night,
thus merging with the vibrant void,
we shine like a star, white and bright.

Zen mode

slow is better
it’s the path we take
moment to moment
stretching time
vaporising space 
and objects therein
as we partake of
gifts of magnetism 
pulsating within

Gentling touch

Let’s raise a toast to love, dear soul,
praying that we imbibe pure bliss,
elixir that scriptures extol,
bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss.

Our Father who is in heaven,
when pleased with our heart’s pure intent,
bestows grace through chakras seven,
paving the way for soul’s ascent.

Gentling touch in thought, word and deed,
vaporising wayward ego,
bending down low, we let love lead,
no longer afraid to let go.

Our childlike heart, bubbling with mirth,
now treads softly on Mother Earth.

A world without war

Not far away on the planet Venus
Exists Ra One consciousness 
Where hearts are love inked
All minds entwined with oneness
No wonder then God Himself winked

To put matters in the right perspective 
In our present state of evolution
We are in the third density
Whilst Ra One is an octave higher
Radiating love and light is their propensity

So what will it take for us to become as them
All it entails is a shift from head to heart
Seeing God in each and every form
Vaporising ego that we behold light of Self
Employing free will to meld with love’s bliss storm

Zen mode

feeling soma nectar within dripping
fertilising, nurturing, tending to our soul
holding promise of freedom here and now
that pristine presence caged in form feels whole

we feel and so become one with the magnetism 
gripped in meditation in the now continuum 
rapture heightens and we willingly burn
vaporising remaining ego residuum

Scarlet Sunsets

Influenced by scarlet sunsets,
soul places on silence its bets,
as bliss magnetism pervades form,
vaporising fears and regrets.

Divine currents, both cool and warm,
cajoles us with love to conform,
by relinquishing lower mind,
plunging headlong in the bliss storm.

Exiting thus, ego spawned bind,
scent of bliss leads us, though we're blind,
that employing mind of our heart,
we're touched by God, loving and kind.

As we are, if we choose to start,
adding hues of rainbow to cart,
rapture unbound in heart is found,
promising never to depart.

Treading softly on holy ground,
heart at peace, as we're twirled around,
dark fate has on us no control,
since bliss beats within us resound.

Influenced by scarlet sunsets,
before death, we repay our debts,
leaving behind no residue,
love, light and wisdom, our assets.

A Practice Poem

Though a practice poem, it served us well,
making single pointed our attention,
drawing sleepy right brain out of its shell,
the beauteous rhythm releasing tension,
taking us to another dimension.
Weaving the lines, losing not thread of thought,
delightful dance of rhymes makes us self-taught,
because to finally compose our verse,
vaporising lower mind, as we ought,
we dissolve, melding with the universe.

The Gunas

The Gunas three twirl us around
Hemmed in, all we may do is to respond 
In waking, dream and deep sleep states
Mindful not to trauma bond

Tamas or sloth, a measure of our instinct
Stupor and inertia bogs us down
Yet if our heart be love inked
Transformed as light, we can never drown

Bemused by illusions, Rajas, fire of desire
Propels identity into action
But dwelling in stillness, eye of each storm
Feral urges gain no traction

Purity of Satva is the love and light of Self
A singularity wherefrom we chose to descend
Thus vaporising lower mind in surrender 
We behold our inner being ascend

The see-saw battle of mind-body and senses
Manifests through the Gunas, that we may learn
That if God be the sconce within our heart
His flame of love and light in us will forever burn

Zen Mode

counting one to ten
loses moment zen
for with mind at play
heart begins to sway

monk resolve muster
exhume thought cluster
vaporising thus
aboard God’s bliss bus

Zen Mode

perfecting
the waiting game
is feeling each flicker
of heart lotus blossoming
whilst resting seeking
and anticipating 
by vaporising

02-June-2023

Tzimtzum

Tzimtzum

In the beginning, all was but self-existent living light
Beyond space and time
Then to feel in contrast delight
The omnipresent all-that-is sounded a polarity chime
Manifesting a differentiated reflected reality sublime

The universe as we know it thus held by God's power
He alone is, the all-that-is
Existence-consciousness-bliss
Created in His image, each breath He does empower
Aligned with source, we're drenched in love's shower

Like the universe, our body is a magnet with two poles
Immanent and transcendent
Through vibrations we shift roles
Exiting delusion on recognising we’re all interdependent 
When false identity drops, we become bliss resplendent 

Deep within the cave of our heart sounds the cosmic hum
Pause in the void, oh worthy hermit
Know therein truth of Tzimtzum
Simply vaporising lower mind, judging neither fault nor merit
God who in-dwells mind-body takes our soul to the summit

08-January-2023

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