Friday, July 14, 2017

Intellect - Ineffable

In the tumult of its own
Power to reason does it,
Trod in graduated ascension
From its very naive discourse

For it sojourns in them,
As memories are its only props.
In its hour of silence is when
It throbs in vitality, springing
From its props for in them dissolve the molds.

Now into it opens the Naught
Fading its graduated ascension
As of light fading the fog.
In that moment yoking it
To knock the doors shut hitherto.

Its traipse in through these doors
Acquaints it with the vista, and
Of its members unacquainted.
To which it groped in the rays
Of Dawn girthed in the temporal shadows.

Now its cognizance in a fresh stance
In rendezvous with all its members
Is now an alchemizing medium
To that touched by the rays of
An Ineffable intellect transfiguring,
The very nature through the Journey.

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Grace of Touch

In his works he seems,
To transfigure into Himself.
Not only him but all that,
Coming into His vicinity into That.

Letting That enjoy,
The boundaries of mortality,
Crossing the immortal gates
Into the Eternal Immanent.

Friday, February 10, 2017

The Dawn

In Her dance from lower, ascending
She guides in her moves often covert,
To the longing obscure within the Being.
Juggling the nature of Her members,
In their present form to yoke, Her labor
In nurturing and transfiguring the members.

In all Her actions envisaging only
The Vision of the Immanent behind
All Her movements conscious or compelled.
It is in this She yearns the rendezvous of eons,
With the One who's assent, She always propels,
Whether in action or in inaction.

On the summit of Her ascend,
It is that She has the glimpse,
Of the source of Her members and Herself,
Into which now She consciously deliquesces.
Ascending beyond boundaries, in Unison
From bleak path toward the domain of beaming Luminescence.

From this vantage there is now,
An understanding in Unison, far beyond;
That which can fathom subjectively,
Her dynamis and Stillness of Her source
As a duet testimony rendered eternally,
To the Being that contains the Unison within.




  

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Symbol - Sublime

In its ever evading form
It stood as a veil, for
Which it hid the essence
So as to congregate all that
Assist in the path of
The ineffable's call.

It is in the response
That which assist in the process,
Ascend from the very moment,
Shedding their instrumentality in action.
Opening to the transfiguring phase,
In the environment conduced of communion,
Which catapult them to the zenith
Of their purest essence,

In which there dawns
The very elusive nature
Unveiling that which it alluded
Where the one in response to the call,
Muses in himself in totality
The transfiguring charge of Symbol - Sublime.



Tuesday, September 6, 2016

THE PLAY

Beyond the nature
Of surroundings lied there,
That which guarded the very surrounding
But baffled were those that,
Stuck only to the surroundings.

Failed they to see the subtle
That organized all the play
Bound by the instruments of play
Was there a trial to fathom
The very thing that transcended the play

All that are in play
Misted are they in their nature
As like a being in its own shadow
Worried of the dark
Initiates this a struggle in it;

In all its work first as effort
It slowly ascends from effort to effortless
From which it transcends work to action
In the very process deliquescing,
The nature it was bound to,
Opening itself to the One
It always escorted in the Play





Tuesday, August 16, 2016

COMPASSION UNBOUNDED

A walk in sands,
Of footsteps gross,
Led to the ocean
That stretched across
Gleaming the landscape
From the shine above

As the footsteps led closer
Occurred there a witness
Of the waves in vastness
Baffled for what was seen;

Arose there a gentle valorous voice
Far beyond the span of Will
To wade across the veil of sight
Into the abode of serene tranquility
Beyond the noise of gross and tides
Where the ocean bore Compassion,
In which deliquesced the witness.


Sunday, August 7, 2016

IMMUTABLE DYNAMISM

In the midst of noise,
Of a great thunder
With vehement rain
There lied a gentle presence
That bore the dance of nature
Rejoicing the moment,
For its freshness which,
Crossed the boundaries of time
Into realms of the eternal.
Such is the state
Gentle and immutable,
Which exists in non existence