Daydreaming

The dawn began to voice its song
it told me of its rising
In awe I listened, before not too long
the next verse came in surprising

Telling me how I was itself
I wondered what it meant
until my eyes stopped to pretend
that a mirror image they not lent

The mind began to whisper clearly
that all I see was just its dream
it told me, as it loved me dearly
that things are not as they do seem

The Illusion

Darkness and light
are peculiar a thing
neither is right
but none of them wrong

What is this about
when no meaning there is
everything in an ocean
of infinite bliss

It's all just a game
a dream we have had
we must just remember
or else it'll go bad

Imagine a world
free of concern
and almost unheard
of it you will learn

There the second you think
all that is needed
is your conscious link
Is that point conceded?

Seeing with the heart
releases the pain
as nothing's a part
we are all the same

Elsewhere

Willow trees and whispy winds
along with life's flow, in line with the law
come to those only who have the current
the one of the glow, caused by energy raw

For every motion there is a wave
in all that is; whether per mind
or from feeling, how we behave
may determine our bliss, but behind
all the reeling, from past action caused
back in the cave, from whence the light emanated
is a state of being, so uncomplicated

It shines so bright and is crystal clear
albeit seemingly unrelated, your source is here
No further to glance, no path to follow
the journey is hollow, there is no chance, for you are that
which you are seeking without happenstance.

The Vortex of Life

I heard from thought a whisper
which prompted me to see
if thine life's path
now its result could be

Questioning its direction
The apparent made its way
to reveal an intersection
which was now as clear as day

A vortex there appears to be
for all of us dear dreamers
the stream of which was now so clear
if only to my heart's demeanours

A feeling whispered to me
that you may travel either way
into the far abyss of sorrow
or the clear light of day

Where you are looking
the vortice takes note
it as though a booking
start it off on its own boat

As your heart shall tell you
the person who you are
is the world you will find anew
on your horizon, yet not far

Why?

Wisdom is flowing as my heart decrees
into my head, as the sweetest melodies
Knowledge is pouring into my life all the time
some of it simple, yet all of it sublime

To eternal knowing my journey leads
My energy is showing; with only right leads
as in perfect relation the path unflods
with serendipity it is covered, and synchronicity it holds



(More to come soon.)


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