Say it in verse

[unseekingseeker]

Say it like it is

Purring, humming magnetic heat,
engulfs our form from head to feet!
Hark prismatic bliss beats strumming;
magnetic heat, purring, humming!

Central funnel, from root to crown,
aglow with light, wherein we drown;
bliss currents flow in this tunnel,
from root to crown, central funnel.

Soma nectar drips in our heart;
we feel therein, ignition start!
Rapture unbound, attention grips;
in our heart, soma nectar drips!

Divine aligned, love alone is.
Each node of form feels God’s bliss fizz.
Nothing remains to be divined;
love alone is, divine aligned.

(Swap Quatrain)

[unseekingseeker]

An open secret

What words are apt, to transfer emotion
Where lies the fulcrum of throbbing vibrance
What makes cessation, lead to elation
Which hue of dusk, triggers its remembrance

Soft brilliant hues of spiritual light
Invisible flickers in space are known
Ignition renewal through day and night
Rapture beyond measure, we alone own

Pranic pathways within, coming alive
Wisdom downloads and a ride in the void
Nodes within form, to music divine jive
Tranquil, blissful awareness, unalloyed

Such open secrets, hidden in plain sight
Teleports our heart to boundless delight

Sonnet

[unseekingseeker]

Defying delineation

Rising from within,
bliss bursts on our skin,
furrowing each node,
played out as an ode.

Vaporised presence
ignites love’s incense,
astride God’s bliss beat,
vibrant head to feet.

Thus simply present
in this joy current,
tingle renewal
is continual.

Dance of bliss delight
at play, day and night,
churns to birth nectar,
piercing each vector.

Borne of cosmic drum,
magnetic bliss hum
surges to expand,
our cognitive band.

Each cell stands alone,
dancing on it’s own,
gyrating in rhythm,
within body prism.

We would if we could
make bliss understood ~
rapture intimate
and immediate.

Bliss is a secret,
which none can ferret.
When God’s our sole aim,
we become the flame.

Jueju

[unseekingseeker]

Noumena

Vast, shimmering space
reveals it’s white face,
self-existent light,
visible to sight.

Our crystallised form
chooses to conform
with this offered clue,
that in heart rings true.

Space, the noumena;
form, phenomena.
Body, a mirror;
ego, our error.

Jueju

[unseekingseeker]

Discard all knowing

Mind, body, gender
and beliefs slender,
we burn to the ground,
as thought forms unsound.

All that’s manifest,
a fest in light jest:
merely vibration
of heart’s gyration.

Feeling bliss beats prance,
we exit deep trance,
garnering clear sight,
that mirrors delight.

Breath is our life force,
of which God’s the source,
who is living light,
shining within bright.

Nothing need be done;
God and we are one.
Once we cease thought flow,
this truth we so know.

Jueju

[unseekingseeker]

We are He who we seek

We are He who we seek
in the hall of mirrors,
wherein each form beheld
is but our reflection,
known when with God we meld.

We are He who we seek
but veil of forgetting
conceals this truth from us
so we’re plunged in darkness
by dark fears that nonplus.

We are He who we seek;
a concept that sounds vain,
so this truth’s frowned upon
until our ego dies
and we become twice born.

We are He who we seek
and life is but a game
of descent and ascent,
till God’s grace so reveals
soul’s glow and fragrant scent.

Monchielle Stanza

[unseekingseeker]

Manipura

When the navel chakra asserts it’s presence,
spark divine ignites within, a potent fire,
whose true purpose is to burn sin by penance,
desire vaporised, there’s nothing to aspire,
save gaining into cave of heart our entrance,
where God’s effulgent light becomes soul’s attire,
as boundaries blur and nodes within us stir,
savouring dripping, sublime bliss elixir.

Ottava Rima

Notes: en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manipura

[unseekingseeker]

Relinquish control

Oh dear weary soul,
relinquish control
and simply be still,
aligned with God’s will.

Inhale divine grace
at an easy pace
and exhale intent,
granting love consent.

Tranquil eye mindful
makes life beautiful.
As our heart lotus blooms,
blissful rapture zooms.

Jueju

[unseekingseeker]

Feel

Ceasing thinking
Love with love inking
Tranquil heart still
Awareness unblinking

Patterns that have been
Habit routine
Mind-body cage
Dulls our soul’s sheen

Divine energy flow
Blissful and mellow
Elixirous mist 
Imbibed in stillness slow

Both, the material
And the ethereal
Even our dreams
Everything is real

[unseekingseeker]

Living light

Oh joy
We burn
Mind-body
An urn

Consumed thus
Inside out
Our core aflame
Erases doubt

Central funnel
Root to crown
Liquid light
Wherein we drown

Womb of space
Soft white light
In plain view
Soul’s delight

[unseekingseeker]

As we be breathed

Surfing the divide between heart and mind
We celebrate the dance of illusion
Having vaporised, free from ego’s bind
Holy Spirit dispels soul’s confusion

Duality manifests through space-time
The universe appears and disappears
We cognise in heart, the cosmic Ohm chime
As benign bliss beats, each node of form spears

What are we but a splash in the ocean
Moment to moment, being by God breathed
Partaking of the divine bliss potion
Delighting as light of soul is retrieved

Playing our life role, in as is ordained ~
We burn in the void, that cannot be stained

Sonnet

[unseekingseeker]

Let there be light

Even as we laze,
we feel bliss mists graze
our energy field,
that we may be healed.

Vaporised presence
imbibes love’s fragrance,
melding with the flow,
in staid stillness slow.

Heart spiritual
needs no ritual
to radiate heat
that has nodes upbeat.

Bliss beats a wonder,
bringing forth thunder
renewing within,
playing on our skin.

Glimmers of white light
heightens heart’s delight,
as space itself yields
to power God wields.

Jueju

[unseekingseeker]

Honing Stillness

How still is our tranquil stillness ~
If it ushers not blissfulness
_______________

Seeking connection
In active cognition
Presupposes
Separation

Seeker seeking
Is energy leaking
Methinks silence
Needs tweaking

[unseekingseeker]

Autumn Death

Autumn leaves falling, makes us sigh
The arid ground is beautified
Why for then should death be decried

When life force ebbs and death draws nigh
It’s but a time for transition
Gaining in heaven admission

Dark and lonely, seems the night sky
Motionless, save a shooting star
Wondrous, we look on from afar

In truth there’s no final goodbye
For we’re all in spirit entwined
One light, in many forms confined

Life is eternal, death’s a lie
Know oh hermit, soul’s quintessence
As living light, we’re God’s essence

Autumn leaves falling, makes us sigh
When life force ebbs and death draws nigh
Dark and lonely, seems the night sky
In truth there’s no final goodbye
Life is eternal, death’s a lie

Constanza

[unseekingseeker]

Aura reading

The mystic reached out to feel
the pilgrim’s aura with zeal;
erred since his reference point,
touch divine did not anoint.

Void centric awareness still,
exercises not it’s will,
simply releasing intent,
soul seeking from God consent.

How we look at other forms
manifests in us thought storms.
Thus ego is our fault line,
unless with love, we align.

Jueju