Immanent Awareness

 In the Space of Witness 

Is held the dynamism, of 

All the facades of Life;

For in it sojourn the modes

And expressions of Life.

The Mind is but a wave 

In the Oceanic vistas of Life.

The Emotions, vibrant colors 

In the grand Trapise of Impressions.

The Body, an integral bridge 

Of the river of manifestations, 

And a traveler of time in 

Active and Inactive states.

All members; an integral part 

Of life - trails of Nature.

Nature through life nurtures and nourishes

The Faculties alike, in a unifying Prism; 

Beyond all temporal scales, yet in a 

Rhythm, beyond any Sound or Action 

Permeating the rendezvous of the Faculties; 

Through the presence in every aspect 

Of the Balance of contraries Perceived only;

Once and for all, abrogating Symmetric-Asymmetric ambits;

Opening a stairway to Higher faculties 

Contained in an Atemporal Poise.

In which Nature chaperons all Matter 

And Stillness reveals itself in an articulation Ineffable.

All a play in the Space of witnessing Awareness.

 

Hours of Dissolution

Just at the moment
When everything is known,
But; from the patterns hitherto.
There then witnessing, a moment
Arising afresh; making you unfamiliar
With the familiar gorge of yester memories.

Who is it then witnessing afresh?
Which at the same instance drips and gushes
In the passing of moment to moment,
Knowing what is not known
And Unkowing the known.

What is it to know
Free of the hinges of torrential memories ?
Where then is the line or
Boundaries even, to the known and unknown? when
The known is the unknown and the unknown the known
In the hours of Confluence
Of the Knower, the Subject and the Known, the Object.

An Atonement of Awareness

In the meandering times
Of Life in its shades sundry,
Where the Mind
In a rhythm,  ajar
Waiting for the temporal doors;
To open up into the Possibilities
Of it metamorphising into rhythmic syncopations;

Was there, as a Bass note subtle and soothing.
Calling back on Life sundry
For a colorful fusion of Perspectives
Where Life asunder
Was now in Unison, with
Its Sundriness and Perspectives myriad;
Of the Mind which in its Ascendance

Like the Harmonies of Dissonances
In an Orchestra - greater than its parts,
Led by the essence of the Bass
Adding its own colors to Music sundry

Has been the Mind and the Body in Unison;
As Bass Harmonies an aid in witness,
To the Progressions unfathomable hitherto
Of An Atonement of Awareness - an Orchestral Music.

The Paradox of Certainty

Of times reflected in Self
Manifest in mind, is it that
There is an absolute certainty -
A mirage of reality mired and mutable
Yet immutable and unfathomable
Dissolving as reality, only
In the sands of time.

The path thus traversed
Appears of a choice made,
Shred and spread in
The spectrum of paradox
Tumbling the dominoes of certainty.
In the boundless topographies
Of chaos; is there an insight into the progeny
Of fractalic chaos unfurling,
Culminating in the stillness of time corporeal;
Brought about through certainty,
Of which Paradox is immanent.

The Flower

A doorless door opens itself
As life moves beyond
Choices and the categorical imperatives of the mind. That is,
The mind opening beyond its own nature without,
Clinging to anything that it is,
Will it embrace itself completely,
Releasing itself of the cluttering heavy shackles.
Then you really do not mind whatever happens 
As it is beyond the constructs of the mind, yet of the mind.
Because in the tree of consciousness it sees itself, 
Blooming as a flower without any action,
Beyond any temporality as a process in the Consciousness within.

Aesthetic Intellect

All it has ever waited
Has been for the deliquesce
Of time in Eternity.
For it envisages the birth
And permeates itself through and through
The Creative in solitary flavors;

Opening the vistas of Experiences
Of which the genesis of Rationality
Is but an evidence of time,
The Perceptive conceptualized.

Thus intellect in its cogent form
Twice articulated
From an Intuited state into temporal grasps;
Is an expression of an atemporal plethora
Of Aesthetics rejoicing through,
The twice cogent intellect.

The Ecstasy of Rendezeovous

In the ineffable dawns
Conjured an expression, unfathomable;
That resuscitates itself in our presence.
Where life yearns to sojourn
From its traipse myriad;

The aesthetics of which transcend
The power of symbols in their vitality
Which is an experience nameless,

Only invigorated through our presence
As a fragrance of the flower
But in the perceiver's eye only a flower.

Our rendezvous a witness
In the snippets of eternity,
The root of our life.