Say it in verse

[unseekingseeker]

Schumann resonance

Mother Earth beheld
wonders man’s mind held,
of unvoiced intent
seeking soul’s ascent.

Our fervent cries heard,
Divine Mother stirred,
enlivening form
by bliss currents warm.

Heart is the centre
where bliss beats canter
but we dwell in mind,
gripped in ego’s bind.

Thus the boon bestowed
remains unused, stowed
deep in our heart’s cave,
bliss that sages rave.

Love gives us a shake
that we may awake
to it’s magnetism
within body prism.

Dance of innocence ~
Schumann’s resonance
rises that we feel,
bliss in full appeal.

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

Jueju

[unseekingseeker]

Show me God

Mind-body is a mirror
that’s clearer when God’s nearer,
which requires us to be pure,
distanced from worldly allure.

Vast, empty space all around
is God Himself but we’re bound
to objects within the void
since we’re by ego decoyed.

Devoid of thought we are still,
surrendered to divine will,
whereupon in heart’s abyss
we imbibe rapturous bliss.

Employing our inner sight
we see space as light soft white,
being the halo of God ~
a knowing that leaves us awed.

Jueju

[unseekingseeker]

Thought of the day

Spiritual heart says hello
Bliss beats mellow, gently follow

03-October-2022

Notes:

santoshsachdeva.com/the-spiritual-heart/

sriramanamaharishi.com/faith-heart-grace-reality/what-is-heart-it-is-the-reality/

[unseekingseeker]

Awake oh hermit

We labor away day and night
Although deadened is inner sight
Knowing not who we truly are
Boon now bane, gift of life a blight

Guided not by Bethlehem's star
Rudderless, we've drifted afar
Conscience deadened, we're deaf and blind
Our soul blackened with sooty tar

Seeking freedom from ego's bind
Fears and desires we leave behind
Simply choosing to rest thought flow
Our breath becomes loving and kind

No sooner heart becomes mellow
We discover soul's joyful glow
Felt within as blissful thunder
Boundless rapture, we alone know

Life lived so far, a big blunder
For now we behold in wonder
That we're not mind-body but soul
Love that leaves no heart asunder

Recognising thus, our life role
Merging with God, our soul's sole goal
Enabled when our heart's tranquil
Feeling then thus, blissful and whole

Rubaiyat

[unseekingseeker]

In staid stillness

In staid stillness let us receive
with gratitude, each breath we take,
making mind tranquil like a lake,
negating schemes ego does weave,
for whose demise we need not grieve,
that in quietude we awake,
in staid stillness.

Burden of fear we chose to heave
was evidently a mistake,
which at soonest, we'd best forsake,
compelling ego to take leave,
in staid stillness.

Rondine

[unseekingseeker]

Listening is Loving

He who heeds our soul’s cry,
tremors as yet unvoiced,
folding us in embrace,
is who but God Himself,
as He outpours His grace.

He who heeds our soul’s cry,
of fears we’re shy to share,
responds to heart’s emote,
gentling life’s turbid storms,
that rock not God’s bliss boat.

He who heeds our soul’s cry,
yearning to feel complete,
enlivens us by touch,
no sooner we let go
of ego borne thought crutch.

He who heeds our soul’s cry,
dwells in cave of our heart;
His luminescence bright,
He guides us with His hand,
steadfast by day and night.

Monchielle

[unseekingseeker]

Idle musings

Blissful heart toroidal
Soma nectar dripping
Energy nodes in bloom
No wonder then that
We feel rapture zoom

Cold heat body's sheath
Spinal column energised
Tingling magnetic heat
Void centric divine focus
God’s humming bliss beat

The manifest universe
Known to be but thought
Cajoling us to stand erect
Life that unfolds, a dream
Which we ourselves direct

Linear time is an illusion
Maya makes it seem real
Destiny's already manifest
Unfolding as the present
Thus earth life's but a test

Free will exists at soul level
The ego’s driven by instinct
Mind-body earth interface
When our desires are extinct
We then imbibe divine grace

God alone is, a singularity
One manifest as the many
Each soul is His life essence
Thus we here are living light
Blissful is our luminescence

[unseekingseeker]

Nothing new to report

What’s happening on the street where we live
Seems same old, same old, feral instincts reign
Self-serving souls, not too eager to give
Distanced from love, trauma bonding with pain

Street smart, double entendre acts and speech
Each in stupor, like a dead man walking
Unwilling to learn but eager to teach
Oblivious to dark cravings stalking

As body does age, soul becomes not sage
Erst habit patterns, heart bind and confine
With demons self-created, war we wage
Unwilling with love, head and heart align

Reincarnated on earth, time and again
God’s gift of life frittered away in vain

Sonnet

[unseekingseeker]

Mindful eye

Negate not the flicker,
that's offered by contrast
for that's why we are here,
Atop the Ferris wheel,
As bliss beats our form spear.

Negate not the flicker
that seems to dampen mood;
instead watch it's movement,
designed to stifle heart,
in quiet amusement.

Negate not the flicker
of head and heart conflict,
where one tries to entwine
and the other fragment,
as love for love does pine.

Negate not the flicker
between the wrong and right
but in stillness discern,
what draws us to the light,
that twixt bliss strobes we burn.

Monchielle

[unseekingseeker]

The Noumena

A luminous, self-existent vibration
shimmers with aliveness, across boundless space,
seen by inner sight, as a light serration,
somewhat similar to a gossamer lace,
entwining us with all of God's creation,
as stark reality falls thus into place,
moment by moment, all moments so combined,
deep knowing beyond mind, is by grace divined.

Ottava Rima

[unseekingseeker]

When the veil shifts

Space shimmers

Manifest reality shifts

The vibrational essence

Of all that is, becomes clear

And with this knowing dawns bliss

As a gentle, tingling, toroidal current

A deep transcendental peace engulfs us

With presence positioned in the Bardo

Defying translation and yet we must

Drawn to the creative impulse

Which though is agendaless

Is alive, aglow and vibrant

Poised in the void thus

[unseekingseeker]

Benign Bliss Burn

A gentle mist of divine origin
osmotically pierces body-mind,
rapturous caress, each nuance virgin,
releasing erst fears and desires that bind.

We invite grace invoking magnetism,
innate, aglow and pulsating within;
rainbow in full view, in our body prism,
throbbing with bliss and playing on our skin.

As living light, crystallised within form,
soul's attributes burst forth in full glory,
manifesting thus, a benign bliss storm,
scripting our earth life's beautiful story.

The flame of love ignites mind-body urn ~
As bliss engulfs us, we willingly burn

Sonnet

[unseekingseeker]

Be still and know God

Watch the waves as they rise and fall
Ephemeral fear and desire
Both thoughts that appeal and appall
Endless are objects, we aspire

In midst of chaos, where lies peace
Watch the waves as they rise and fall
Decrypting the code, piece by piece
Thought flow din drives us up the wall

Joy foiled by memory recall
Wish to be still but don't know how
Watch the waves as they rise and fall
Surrender and let God endow

On choosing to entwine with God
Our heart's engulfed by a bliss squall
As rapture heightens, we are awed
Watch the waves as they rise and fall

Quatern

[unseekingseeker]

How still is our stillness

Acceptant eye in the midst of chaos,
detects a trace of subtle aversion
borne in heart, uncomfortable with loss,
thus yearning for deeper bliss immersion.

Endless seeking to become what we are,
signals soul's blossoming is incomplete,
for in stillness too we struggle and spar
apprehensive when dilutes love's bliss beat.

Identification with body-mind,
in as desiring a preferred outcome,
is the cause that makes us to God's light blind,
stupor stifling our soul's innate bliss hum.

Unless soul's awareness be rippleless,
we will be compelled to make do with less.

Sonnet

[unseekingseeker]

Wingless flight

From time to time pops up a reminder,
to paint on the canvas, words that enchant
our heart and soul with melody kinder
than cacophony which ego does flaunt
betwixt carnal cravings that in dreams haunt.
In solitude we rest with bliss beats curled,
delighted as hues of love are unfurled,
layer by layer, revealing God's light,
so here we are, in but not of the world,
having so embarked on a wingless flight.

Dizain