Relieved

Perfect is a many tendriled beast
that settles in on preconceived notions to feast
gnawing and gnashing the varied treats
rendering the oil that keeps these wheels greased
flipping switches digging ditches paving streets
so we can make our way both alive and deceased
Easing its grip it leaves the table after it eats
Revel in this transition a celebration of the released

Agape

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Love is the ultimate state of consciousness. This love is of a transcendental nature–not just the emotion-based physical level. This is the layer of Consciousness that has an infinite numbers of names. It is the layer that I attempt to Realize in deep meditation, contemplation, and prayer. I choose the word, “Realize”, as opposed to attain, because it is our true nature. In a sense, we have forgotten it. It is the realm of deathlessness. In fact, when someone dies the pain is due to the separation from their body–not the loss of Love. Because, what is left is what is Real and Permanent, and what is Real and Permanent is Love.

Sweet Heartful

Bursting at the seems
What seams to be us?
Getting the right words mixed up
Everything else is clear enough
In the right place?
They need too be
but its to tough for me
Leaf it up too you
two sort it out
I trust your judgement
believe in the movement
Tick tock is the reliable clock
Eye surrender too
the spaces in between
Divinity is next two cleanliness
So let’s make them squeaky
and get lost in the dream

Temple of Efflorescence

I was
but tiny fury, each moment before.
Aimless energy
moving small, making little sound.
Still, strong enough to shake me awake!
Chain reaction
mingled with law of attraction
drawing on tempered intention
positively building the perfect munition.
Now, a nuclear
BOOM!
Breaking, shaking the ground.
Energy profound
from the well of stillness,
it blooms from a lovely calm.
Be humbled, bear witness,
bow to the sweet devastation
alive in the detonation of
our beloved bomb.

Beauty


Your gift to me

I accept it freely
Let it become
all that I am
and will be
Those sweet souls
that don’t yet see
what I see?
We’ll just have
to agree to disagree
Until the day
that I am you
and you are me
When we become
all we can be
and LOVELINESS
is the only
viable currency
in this party
of symmetry
Happy and free
in the infallibility
of consummate unity

Lavish Zenith

Next time
your eyes meet
with someone else’s
lose yourself
in the realization
that every choice
every heart beat
every breath
you, them, and all
of your ancestors
combined have been
leading up to
this sacred moment.

The unspeakable effort
of progression is easily
taken for granted
the endless treasure
it provides is always
within your reach
it is only limited
by what your
heart and hands
choose to hold