Lord Divine
Lord Divine
Sweet Lord Divine,
I am Yours
Sweet Lord,
As You are Mine.
Eternal Life
Abides Within
For I am in Thee
As Thou Art in Me,
And Now we are One;
Perfect Unity.
'The Cornered Poet'
When I was about twenty-four years of age I was going through a very real spiritual experience. Now, remember, I started Yoga and Meditation at the tender age of thirteen, and there followed an awakening of my latent spirit. Over the ten intervening years I had a growing desire to understand the purpose and meaning of life, which I pursued with a passion.
The Poem above came to me out of nowhere one day. It was my first poem, at that time I had no idea where it came from, it simply appeared in my psyche, and it became a part of my everyday life from that day forth as a mantra and a prayer of awakening spirituality.
I don't want to interpret this poem for you, if you would like to open a dialogue, well that would be great. This poem, over the years changed, it expanded and became even more meaningful to me . . .
. . . it has always had a life of its own! I could show you the extended version if you're interested?
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading it,
Doug :-)
Friday, 27 August 2010
The Noose Is Cut
Whispering death, beckoning,
Calling my name.
Liberation, likewise,
Sweet, silent pull, is but the same.
No escape
I'll pass away,
Immortality?
Perhaps another day.
Or letting go,
Of all I'm not
Salvation realized,
The noose is cut.
Now, when death calls
I'll be free,
For 'I' am already in
Eternity.
The Eternally Cornered Poet
This Poem was inspired by the work of The Mystic Poet Kabir, and I wrote several blog posts on his work on my Self-Knowledge blog.
Calling my name.
Liberation, likewise,
Sweet, silent pull, is but the same.
No escape
I'll pass away,
Immortality?
Perhaps another day.
Or letting go,
Of all I'm not
Salvation realized,
The noose is cut.
Now, when death calls
I'll be free,
For 'I' am already in
Eternity.
The Eternally Cornered Poet
This Poem was inspired by the work of The Mystic Poet Kabir, and I wrote several blog posts on his work on my Self-Knowledge blog.
Thursday, 26 August 2010
Tempered Spirit
Tempered Spirit
Flowering in this blog-
Osphere.
Words like
Worms wriggle
On this Page-
Less Page;
Oh dear!
A Cornered Poet?
Maybe
Words define me
Latently.
What they say
Is not so
Clear.
Is this meant
To rhyme, chime
In ways
Sublime?
No.
The Cornered Poet
Poetry is what it is, not what you want it to be. What is said, is not necessarily said in ways that are immediately cognizant . . . but when read over several times, a fresh meaning and a new awareness, can become clear!
Flowering in this blog-
Osphere.
Words like
Worms wriggle
On this Page-
Less Page;
Oh dear!
A Cornered Poet?
Maybe
Words define me
Latently.
What they say
Is not so
Clear.
Is this meant
To rhyme, chime
In ways
Sublime?
No.
The Cornered Poet
Poetry is what it is, not what you want it to be. What is said, is not necessarily said in ways that are immediately cognizant . . . but when read over several times, a fresh meaning and a new awareness, can become clear!
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