Monday, 14 May 2012

The Giver

The Giver

Would  rather the Giver be
Painfully it is mirrored to Ask
All too-many faceted
Self emerged from self
Attribute to the One, The Architect,
and duplicity it's nature

Getting lost Needing,  demanding.  
Detachment, be the key

The cosmic gave essence to experience
This dimension, Metallic be the feel
Vast with myriad of Passages

How the soul yearns
To consciousness emerge
This  dark, dark world
Full of secrets, Untold be the tales

Self unto self converged, Convoluted, Introspected
 Detachment from what thou didst possesth 

Alignment, fluidity, liquidity, 

Wednesday, 21 March 2012

Eyes Blinked

Eyes Blinked

It was opened. Like a window.
Eyes Blinked and then, a steering
There was awareness of self
An endless entity;  Encompassing
Borne within and without self

Let it be what it is. Being is forever
taking salient form emerging ever 
so slowly revering in what is, is not.

I am who I am 
A creation of light.