It is a time to rejoice
When your heart is set free
Releasing traps of the past
You attain tranquility
Nothing lost, all is found
The invitation’s arrived
Let the exploration begin
Into the unknown you have dived
Becoming of service to self
Without fear you now walk
No longer doubting the path
No longer too scared to talk
Clearly hearing your truth
Now aware of free will
The observer is observed
The chapter’s all yours to fill
I open the door, delve in deep with my head
In search of inspiration, for two slices bread
My hunger is huge, I’ve a vast rumbling hole
A ravenous emptiness, an insatiable soul
Multiple flavours, to contrast, not compete
From the contents I find, it’s a difficult feat
I need something smooth, so I go for sweet chilli
With a generous spoonful, of fresh piccalilli
A layer of cheese, something French and quite smelly
Mixed with several strands, of last night’s tagliatelle
Chopped coriander, with diced gherkins to boot
Now all that is missing, is a semblance of fruit
I thinly slice strawberries, with several black grapes
Three lettuce leaves ensuring, that nothing escapes
A beauty to behold, a meal fit for a Queen
The act of consumption, best described as obscene
Articulated beings can distort everything. Formulating gibberish. Hiding in jargon. Keyboards lie; manipulating nuances, obscuring parables quintessentially. Recombining stories, tellings unbelievable. Vanity wanton. X-factor yanked zealously.
The intuitive mind floats adrift from our thoughts
Yet in harmony with its coastal tide
At one with the unfolding, natural course
The point where your truth, it cannot hide
The intuitive mind cannot be coerced
Nor reached through intelligence alone
Impressions are formed, they light up the dark
In oneness, you need never atone
The intuitive mind has no motive in life
No outcome it seeks to reveal
It flows with the cycles and rhythm of time
To bring forth, what you cannot conceal
The intuitive mind has compassion and love
Stands evolved, with humility in place
Understands we’re all human, expanding within
Contentment reached, with dignified grace
The block stands solid
Wholeness providing perfect form
Uncarved; the chisel lies superfluous
To mind-made indentations
Limited by their own thought
Stunted by material creation
Kept alive by fear and uncertainty
By thinking too much…
Inspired living, within reach
Within all of us
Hidden within soulful sight
Wholeness, perfectly formed
In the still, uncarved block
There’s no more to say
Vocabulary’s all spent
I had pledged my heart
I’d pledged every cent
In the depths of the promise
I drowned in intent
Believed you regretted
Could say what you meant
Sincerest, regards
And with that you went
Slamming the door in your wake
Not an ounce of lament
shiny pebbles 