Monday, July 31, 2017

Birthright

 Calm the mind and rhyme the breath
       and you'll find there is only life
                    and never death

                    In the nectar of
       Christ-Sacrifice-Consciousness
    You'll find the door of Shiva's Eye
               For those who go not
   tears of delusion those masses cry

  Keep a still mind and the Lord Host
     will reveal a great picture show
            made of pure Spirit-Soul
               yet remaining whole
    It is all without and oh so within
         The illusion of being apart
              remains the only sin

             Thinking about Paul
       and how he must have felt
I'm beginning to realise we must fall
  as did Paul, with a burden of guilt
            that we must lose it all
no matter how long it took to be built

               We must part ways
            in one way or another
          must not waste one day
                We must carry on,
         even carry your brothers
         delivering love's message
           just like Paul of Tarsus
   who entered heaven's passage
with brutalized body and blindness

            Until the end of his days
                    he had learned
         to treat all with kindness
             and that is a lesson for
                a new spiritual age
We are all nothing without eachother

               This is Our birthright
                the Lightning Path
     Delusion shattering divine light
                the only thing in life
       that can never be taken away

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Slouching To Heaven

Some people have to slew
                        through a sewer of shit
                                            to get to heaven

Others make heaven here on earth
                        by putting others first
                             which can feel like
                                       the same shit

But to the Source of Light, Law,
                                the Mysteries
that means you loved the Giver
                             above the Gifts
and you know the gifts can be
          disguised as the
antithesis of your
                  soul's destiny

One person's silent misery
                        a sacrifice for the wheel
                              of the divine reflection

When the road shows
the only reason for it to wind
is so you can not see ahead to find
                   an off-ramp fit

It seems like it will never end
You get reminders all the time
The Giver is also the Friend
                   who always keeps along by
                                                   your side

Am I this crazy in love with you Lord?

To equate both my road to redemption,
                                             that detention
          and my Twin Soul reunion
                          as Your precious gifts

Tell me Master
                          what am I to do?

I will treat them both as the magic
                                        that they are
Waiting with baited breath
                and catching every clue