Motives~

My motives seem so elusive,
mind so very shifty~

Convincing to the point of action.~

Reflection to uncover,
the reason for this pain~

Creator’s will so very simple,
“my” will brings grief and sorrow~

Illusion of choice, gifts to treasure
A rose still has its thorns~

Taste Beauty seed of creation
ignore the lie of separation~

Pray and seemingly receive answers,
ignore… and lie once more.

Give and be emptied~

To “merely me” I cannot offer,
the gifts I willingly give to an~other~

Too afraid to touch another’s heart,
too desperate not to~

Offering all that I Am
upon the altar of life.~

Accept or reject~?

A strong wing stirs my soul
and I am born anew~!

Just THIS~!

Satprem~

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Spiritual Sun~

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All vain and splendorous searchings reveal not the simple truth~
Hell uncovers the heart’s desire as pain endows the seekers toil
with rhythmic grace and turbulent bliss~
Knowledge mutes the simple truth….Within~
Experience marks the path of grace,
mind and time, each other’s master.~
Spinning webs of shadowed fate we march our animal shells
to the tune of survival’s melodic mumbo jumbo~
Forgetting only to re-member that which raised a Spiritual Sun,
that which has never NOT been ….Within~
Light, as darkness’s twin, births communion, duality conjoined…
interdependent…. inseparable ~
In breath out….out breath in,
lives un~spun, spin once again~

Satprem~

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Duality’s Dance~

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The “I” of the hurricane, the “center” of chaos, the “silence” in the noise exist Only by virtue of their direct counterparts. Equally valuable and both completely void without their dance partner.
One can dance alone in the void and be pleased by passing “states”, yet pain is pleasure’s partner, dancing perfectly…..at peace… In Madness~

Satprem~

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Journey Ends~

The apex of this grand mortal monotony,
a seeker finds only vain and mute ignorance~
Laughs at life’s seeming goals of naught,
but seeks still, for nothing’s eternal peace~
Dancing within destiny’s proud birthright,
knowing only unworthiness and shame~
Builds and burns bridges of empty chance,
trods wearily towards death’s imminent promise~
Fruitless, his wanderings and seeming discoveries here
upon this plane of pale and cold mortality~
Chance rules the question’s burning heart~
Only Now he finds the crack of truth within~ 
Driven by a hundred lifetimes of grief,
only Now he knows that painful joy
of having lived and loved and lied again~
In that deafening moment of nothingness,
the journey ends where it began~~

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Satprem~

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Thorns~

Life carries me on, toward and from~
Movement seduces time, and I come~ 

The endless search, a parade of nothings,
Showy, vast, colorful emptiness~

Enthroned, a King of Now,
Pain is my scepter,
wrought with jeweled weighty dross~

The crown slips down,
Too large and heavy
For the child underneath…
and I cry for a loss, 
beyond mortal consequence,
beyond anything earthly.

I am torn, ripped…
through and through,
separated from my Mother’s breast,
beaten down by gravity’s hard rule~

Blinded and guided by
a million earthly treasures, 
I pursue them all~ 
I must taste them all…
And I DO~

Sweet, my Lovers lips and tongue,
As they taste mine own~
Ecstasy too rare and beautiful to disguise~

Home to Spirit in Flesh…
A rose too beautiful not to smell~ 
A thorn left to shred away,
Any doubt that remains~

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Satprem~

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Burning Candle~

Flickering candle holds hope for “me”~
Darkness can’t shroud incandescent brilliance~ 

A light in me, duplicity,
I am that I might see
the self same in thee~ 

Never ending journeys back to the veil~
Never quite strong enough to brave the storm,
make the leap, loose the mask…forever~ 

Knowledge binds the intellect
and I wither in its icy grasp~

The soul, so simple in its longing
to convey a message of mindless love.

We are lost in the “me”.~
Nothing beyond a sight so dim and weak,
fallible , our human condition~ 

And yet, the candle burns brightly,
bringing hope to a man
in the middle of nowhere~

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Satprem~

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