Zen mode

[Unseeking Seeker]

why would love wait
or heart hesitate
to express embrace
as outpourings of grace

seeds are planted
as soft prayers chanted
which in time will blossom
in the favoured one’s bosom

[Unseeking Seeker]

come the morn
we feel bliss trickle
along in-form conduits

there is a definite pattern
over back and front of form
geometrically looping our body

delight renews itself without seeking
we are both the receptor and transmitter
omnipresent magnetism bilocating vibrantly

throbbing thus from a centreless fulcrum
presence embarks on a vibrational ride
wherein consciousness renews itself

the sounds of silence reverberate
immanent yet transcendent
blurring all boundaries

[Unseeking Seeker]

osmotic penetration so gentle
of mists divine in body temple
we feel rapture in slow motion
of thunder without commotion
caress sublime under our skin
surging thus from deep within

today aflame are frontal lobes
that we feel magnetic strobes
whose epicentre is everywhere
as form and void choose to pair
in midst of bubbles of pure bliss
bestowed by Divine Mother’s kiss

[Unseeking Seeker]

involuntarily clenching of eyes
caused by rapture that so flies
unbound, unchained, untamed
of that that may not be named

yet within form being ingrained

[Unseeking Seeker]

plunging in and out of every offered sensation
presence frolics carefree in each vibration
being birthright of soul as living light
embracing and releasing delight
freedom in fullness, one with oneness
in a continuum of bliss energised stillness
is as it so is, in each life breath full of rapture
transcendent bliss immanent ego cannot capture

[Unseeking Seeker]

root to sacral
navel to heart
instincts gentled
in the cauldron of love
pauses for eternity

grace inpours
from the fontanel
igniting the head ovoid
flowing along the throat
suffusing heart with bliss

the feral and ethereal
entwined transmutes dust
the ego that never was disappears
and our true Self shines forth
blurring all boundaries

here now in slow motion

[Unseeking Seeker]

colouration of intent displaying love’s hue
flowing gently in mode embrace and release
with no remote viewing of the past or the future
there being within soul no aspect that has a desire
save of course a burning yearning to entwine hearts
momentarily estranged owing to memory erasure
knowing not in active cognition truth of being
sentience numbed to pulsations of rapture
borne by bliss magnetism at play within

with this recognition called upon to act
we cheerfully go through all the motions
of gentle persuasion employing love alone
as the medium of music setting up a rhythm
in vibrant nonchalance forecasting no outcome
flowing moment to moment enacting life’s role
attempting to hush the blush of pessimism
being but ripples created by lower mind
spawned by apprehensions of the ego

[Unseeking Seeker]

pardon us pastor, if we go not to war
you see, our soul has been spoken for
betrothed to Holy Spirit
touch our heart, to feel it

[Unseeking Seeker]

a strange contentment
that requires nothing
entwined with a seeking
a deep burning yearning

to embody within form
essence of presence
as eternal living light
drenched with bliss

we are consumed
by this smokeless fire
within which ego dies
and our true being emerges

so simple
so enigmatic
so enchanting

[Unseeking Seeker]

all is grace, no puzzles to lace
life flows on at an easy pace
we feel bliss pulsations begin
there is now no one here within