From the Heart
It’s hidden from the thinking mind,
in a place that’s so far out of reach.
Hidden away beyond all chatter,
in silence behind mundane speech.
It’s not hidden from a true seeker,
though never reached with words.
In realms of clarity and vision,
in vastness of being we’re heard.
In discovering authenticity,
not in temples built by our minds.
We climb up the steps to divinity,
with falseness left far behind.
~
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It’s the subtle fragrance of a lie,
that permeates the room.
It’s something you’re not saying,
I think you stopped to soon.
So I ask you clearly is that it,
you’re nodding like a dog.
I feel a little bit uncomfortable,
that you had to swear to god.
The subtle fragrance of the lie,
now lingers here between us.
I have to take you at your word,
as I don’t like to make a fuss.
But there’s something in the air,
and I just have to work it out.
As what stands between us now,
is a fog that’s thick with doubt.
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Can you harmonise with natures song,
do you find you are in tune.
With those colours that surround you,
are you coming into bloom.
Are you well placed in the painting,
between wonderous earth and sky.
Do you sit beside a running brook,
or join those birds that fly.
Are your actions matched in harmony,
with words that leave your lips.
Are you satisfied in natures arms,
without that social fix.
Can you recognise the fragrance ,
do you have a natural scent.
Do you save the picture in your mind,
after your time is spent.
Can you manage being on your own,
can you say yes to the above.
Because if you harmonise like this,
you harmonize with love.
~
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Fragrance and Harmonise
Too late for yesterdays prompt, so added todays as I finished the poem 🙂
There is no life after death
if the idea of life is to live.
Yes, we exist in another space
but a kiss we cannot give.
Without a form of any sort,
we will float like a new idea.
Contemplating past mistakes,
of all those wasted years.
The body burnt or buried deep,
and no longer necessary.
We’ll go back to original source,
to go right back to many.
Separation far behind us,
realising we are all one.
We’ll exist in everything,
within the brightest of suns.
With the ego now far behind,
as it won yet another day.
Led us down the falsest path,
we followed what it had to say.
So there is no life as we know it,
all emotions will cease to exist.
So make the most of those senses,
in living a life full of true bliss.
~
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It lies dormant,
sleeping, resting, being without being.
It waits, waits until it’s called to rise,
called to make right.
It’s under the sea,
so deep our imaginations cannot take us there,
but it’s there amid the darkest depths,
the being.
And when it rises
it will not be missed,
there is not a soul who will not feel the tremor,
sense with every sense,
It that will come,
that will restore through the destruction of the false,
it that shows the infinite
and unfathomable.
Truth beyond truth,
crashing on through the established,
castles of lies, towers of deceit
mountains of material,
gone.
Clarity
through breaking down of all that is false,
clarity for those that can see
and then back to the sea.
dormant.
~
An experiment 😉
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My thoughts lay dormant,
I drift away,
I roll away on a breath.
My heart slowing down,
I close my eyes,
my essence is much less.
A deepening into being,
I come to be,
on every single breath.
Dormant on the outside,
the ‘I’ to bed,
time for my soul to rest.
~
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There is a gate just up ahead,
a gate we might pass through.
A gate that leads to awakening,
understanding of what we do.
The gate is by no means simple,
it’s quite intricate in every way.
It’s not a case of just opening it,
only opening on the right day.
The day we see the golden key,
knowing how it fits in the lock.
We don’t just stumble upon a key,
but find it by taking stock.
The gate then opens itself out wide,
but will we walk on through.
As once we make a decision to go,
we must live a life that is true.
~
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A smell that once adorned you,
sweetness to your skin,
I dream and see your silhouette,
a tapered waist so thin.
The sparkles in your eyes,
in pools of the deepest blue.
These memories I keep nearby,
it is how I savour you.
The moments we had together,
the laughter and the pain.
I keep them with my treasures,
as they won’t come again.
With all my senses I remember,
in my dreams you visit too.
Flashes of you so close to me,
it is how I savour you.
~
Savor / Savour
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I’ve reached a place in time that’s right,
I’ve found myself at long last.
A place I speak up for what I believe in,
didn’t always do it in the past.
Took an age for me to find my moxie,
to not to keep it all under a lid.
To only agree with what society said,
would you believe I once did.
Now I’m as bold as brass, determined too,
I won’t take anyones shit.
If Moxie is what you call it now days,
I’ll wear the cap and say it fits.
I’m determined to get my point across,
I barge my way to the front.
But I’m eloquent with the words I use,
I do my best not to confront.
~
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Mercury as a messenger with the wings of spirit,
he’s pure brilliance in every way.
His energy spreading and radiating far out,
such a communicator one would say.
Imparting his knowledge in every great way,
inspired, resilient and well timed.
Finding a better orator, there never was one,
a match would be hard to find
To balance and juggle the possibilities as well,
in bringing those ideas into light.
Extremely creative in reaching his goals,
but he can make it appear right.
In duality he’s about truth and falsehood,
might well be questioned himself.
He’ll just as easily walk the wrong path,
by not caring for anybody else.
The twinkle he has and the curl of his lip,
he’s often good natured and fun.
The monkey that comes along by his side,
it’s great Thoth as the golden one.
Along with telepathy he’s inspired vision,
he has a true knowledge of being.
An ability to bring about transformations,
a directness to help others in seeing.
Philosophical, religious and spiritual master,
an arrow gets him right to the point.
With those two snakes at the head and tail,
in healing he won’t disappoint.
A gold cup with snake to hold onto emotions,
relationships he’ll manage quite well.
The Eye of Horus, great God of perception,
sees truth in the tales that he tells.
So will he just misuse those great powers of his,
to get himself to the top of his game.
Or could he be much more self-examining,
work in service to those that have pain.
~
I’m studying the Thoth Tarot again so I thought I would attempt to put individual cards into poetry to assist my memory. Not sure if it will work but it’s fun to play with 🙂
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