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What Is Love

Love begins with joy,
sidestepping thought ploy,
sharing and caring,
with all souls pairing.

Love is not a trade,
nor assigns a grade;
it's a warm embrace,
akin to God's grace.

Bliss bubbles passion
is love's compassion,
holding each soul near;
all to our heart dear.

When true love's seeded,
no echo's needed,
for the flame burns on,
each breath a new dawn.

Like the pristine dew,
each love hue is new,
magic on display,
making earth life play.

Fires of love let's stoke
in heart to invoke,
bliss fragrance sublime,
to heavenward climb.

21-August-2022

HMS, Rhymezone 

The Meaning of Love Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon

Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2022



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sound of one hand clapping

When we abide in restful quietude,
divine energy gridlines come alive,
held still with vibrancy and fortitude,
causing nectar to drip from soul’s bliss hive.

There is no mystery in words we speak,
being simply devout intent of heart,
wishing to be still to get a sneak peek
at sparks that cause bliss ignition to start.

Though the seeker who seeks does not exist,
heart’s desire emoted needs a response
which it receives, manifest as a mist,
throb of bliss magnetism, held in love’s sconce.

The aspect of us entwined with the whole,
is imbibed in heart as whispers of soul.

Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024

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Music of the Spheres

Drawn to a template, we wish to colour, we yet know not the force that drew us in but we write away as would a scholar, inspired by thoughts, silencing worldly din. Inspirations that in-pour, are God's grace, reverberating through our conscious mind, wherein doing nothing, each wave we trace as symbols hoping they are well aligned. Although we know the word is not the thing, we express ourselves as best as we can, basking in the glow of joy it does bring and this dear friends is our only game plan. This is the way we are, by night and day ~ Creativity calls and so we play 29-October-2022

Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2022

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Know the Soul

A soul is divine it is said,
by spiritualists, well read,
but what soul is, most have not seen,
who are by scriptures blindly led.

Detached hermits, whose needs are lean,
in staid stillness have felt soul’s sheen,
which we too can know, if we choose,
erst fears and desires, from heart wean.

With agape love as our heart’s muse,
following truth without excuse,
we then see soul, as light of God,
whence mind games no longer amuse.

Made in God’s image, soul’s a pod,
blooming when we give love our nod,
shining within, as living light;
revelation that leaves us awed.

Bliss drenched soul pulsates with delight,
humming gently by day and night,
as God’s essence, alive, aglow,
known when awakens inner sight.

Thus truth of soul, if we would know,
we must make first, our thought flow slow,
whereupon we see soul’s divine;
whence God guides us and we follow.

Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2023

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Unconditional Acceptance

Feeling hurt owing to belied expectation The earth entity floundered hither and thither Spiralling gloom causing consciousness contraction The wound cut deep since he relied upon his transgressor Pain amplified by cyclic thoughts plunged him into despair For healing he visited a reputed clinical psychologist Listening patiently seated on a swivelling chair Of no avail were therapists or hypnotists Finding no way he asked this question Who feels the pain and why is relief not simple This line of inquiry brought him to a clear recognition Cause of suffering delusion dwelling in images ephemeral Reflecting deeper if an animal is ensouled in human form It goes without saying that it’s actions will be feral We expect not from a carnivore embrace warm Thus our cognition should be spherical Meditating thus in silence and stillness He knew each being acts as of his evolution With all our flaws we too seek divine connectedness Yet hastily condemn others by our jaundiced eye perception The afflicted soul then rose in the light of clear understanding Looking at the other with kindness and compassion His own orientation thus prayerfully correcting In quietude of transcendental meditation 17-January-2021

Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2021



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Lament Not

Lament not, oh worthy lama This life is but a dream Live in joy, free from fear stigma Things are not what they seem Childlike, given to play To rhythm divine sway Keeping ego at bay Be self-taught Lament not 13-December-2021 Quietus

Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2021

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the human condition

in bondage to social etiquette, our heart paused
spontaneity was stifled, innocence was lost
we wandered earth like a soulless ghost
love betrayal came at a heavy cost

glorifying body cage we live in
truth of our Self remaining unknown
accustomed to trauma bonding with pain
we denied God’s light even after we were shown

Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025

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The Old Rusty Gate

I wished to ascend, so I called a friend, who knew of such things and how to grow wings. ‘God’s abode’s within’, he said, ‘so begin, by simply choosing, head and heart, fusing’. ‘Each impulse distil, aligned with His will’. So I set out thus, aboard God’s love bus. I reached heaven’s gate and there chose to wait, for the gate was locked, so I stood there docked. A voice then affirmed that I’d have discerned, the gate’s my ego, which I must forgo. Once there’s no blockage and no desires rage, cleansed of every sin, I may then walk in. I cowered in fear, for my life was dear. What’s left, if I die? Is heaven, a lie? Conscience egged me on, ego shorn, reborn, the false dropped away; I saw then God’s play! I was living light, shining day and night. The gate was but thought, fears, ego begot. The manifest world, but intent unfurled, to know all are one, each being God’s son. Life’s a lucid dream, where thought forms do stream. To exit this game, simply take God’s name. The rot’s sunk in deep. How long will we sleep? There’s no gate, dear friend. Vaporise! Ascend! 23-June-2022 One In Five Poetry Contest Sponsor: Joseph May Syllables: HMS

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Heaven

Subtle, tingling, blissful caress
Wholeness of being, free from stress
Essence of presence celebrates 
Each node within, Cupid’s address

Magnetic heat, pheromones grates
To music of spheres, soul gyrates
Bliss elixir suffuses form
Soma nectar drips through love’s straits

Mists divine are both cool and warm
Magical is, this benign storm
The false drops away, truth is known
Rapture unbound, is the new norm

Bliss and wisdom, that’s ours to own
Borne of love and light, is home grown
Within our heart, is God’s heaven
Yet each must enter there alone 

05-September-2022

Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2022

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Musings on love

Objects of desire
quenches not thirst of my soul,
that seeks only your embrace.

That that comes and goes
is unreal, oh hermit ~
agape love alone’s real.

Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024

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