Part Three – Metaphysical Poetry
Elimination of what is commonly called happiness is the imagination reduced to a state of slavery. The faculty of imagination can only offer intimacy with the sense of absolute when it is unconditional, free of dependent origination- Along the way a stone is catching a glimpse, In order to fling it away all the further; but, the way leads into those distances too, The Pocketful of Stones on its way:70
Pain is fear; Pleasure- physical, Joy- mental;
Morality- above logic, Justice- above law,
Will- above reason, St. Lucy- over Syracuse!
One whose being is illumination brings unbounded freedom,
One whose breathe is eternity brings mind at still,
One whose will is object-less compassion brings oneself to selfless,
Knower and known are the same as beauty and art,
Raised by interaction in the dream of awakened mind!
Being from somewhere else,
Like face reflecting mirror,
Related to the interface of synchronicity,
Nothing and a void of space out of everything,
Some distant memory not yet remembered,
In the joy of kind my peace of mind,
Black Swan is hunting infinity.
Mind is dreaming Christmas tree,
Cat is lying flat,
Consciousness window to the sea,
Crystal ball blue water clear,
Love is home, my dog is dear,
Eternal present in return,
Hello, I’m happily reborn.
Those who go beyond it,
And those who cannot reach,
Renewal in birth;
That which stands in balance,
And that which does not lean,
Sincerity of intent and absolute integrity,
Doctrine of the mean,
Glimmer through unseen,
Things equally seeing,
That is what I mean!
I have passed through many a birth and I know them all,
Whatever the noblest does the world will follow,
I love the man the same in pleasure as in pain,
Unmoved by praise or blame,
I love the man the same to friend and foe,
Motives and fruits make difference no more,
I love the man separate from passion and hate,
Victory or defeat to be the same,
I love the man of self-restraint and wide awake,
Cleaned by truth and wisdom's white glow,
I love the man having no attachment but still,
Whose ground remains unmoved and soul seats still;
I love the man near to calm serenity,
But loyal-devoted-and-devout I do love exceedingly.
In the house of being
In the house of being
Words could be misleading,
Concentration of meaning
Obtains radiance of a star,
Lived experience and thought
In combination with uninvited feeling,
Nature meets with understanding.
Walk on through the rain,
Invisible and Visible,
Walk on through the dreams,
Fall and Rise,
Walk on through the heart,
You'll Never Walk Alone,
Walk on through the deep,
Walk on through the just,
Fully Human,
Fully God,
Justice as it is,
Covenant fulfilled in my purple dream!
The highest love is like water,
No fight, no blame,
Gentle and good,
So true and just,
And so it flows
Deep in the heart,
Watch the timing,
Am I aware?!
Watch the cat,
Am I awake?!
