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Definite Emergence   As this new bubble of confused consciousness Begins its languid, laboured inflation, All awareness is slowly distorted, Recognitions are twisted out of shape.   The self, stretched numbly around the bubble’s membrane, Like a flayed hide Strung helplessly between the past and a reluctant future, Observes the world askew.   Amid the tropical heat of expectation, And a silence of strained anticipation, An insane chaos reigns supreme Within this realm of feverish cognisance.   I predict a bursting point, a climax, But the leaden expansion continues, Drawing out my failing rationale With this trial of patience, hope and sanity.   Within this lingering state of suspended animation, I wrest forth the sweat of a thousand years And slowly drown in its restrictive viscosity, Witnessing the adjournment of inspiration.   Ideas evaporate like days of the year, Arising as whispers, bright and true, Then disappearing, like ephemeral ocean waves Unable to bear fruit in this parched impotence.   My fears ebb and flow in this tide of disintegrating hope. A water torture for the mind of optimism. I expand towards my own emotional solstice, That longest of days, where reason eclipses passion.   In an orgasm of experience, the bubble bursts As this reality climaxes towards a new infinity. Consciousness ejaculates into a fresh existence Through the tight funnel of now ness.   Catapulted free from my protracted moment, I free-fall into a cool pool of calm. And contemplate my growth in bewildered numbness As this definite emergence completes.
Sweet Deceiver   Captivated By the ardent promise, Of hot, Rapturous embrace. I bleed My energy Into the folly Of desire.   Sowing The seeds of craving, As scattered aspects Of myself. I reap The blossom Of frustration- The hollow harvest.   For though The ruby rose Whispers To us of desire, Where Amongst the velvet petals, Is satisfaction To be found?
Vajra Skies   Eternal, luminous, invisible sun, Immutable, prophecy fulfilling diamond, Quietly abiding in precious perfection. Your rays pervading the treacle of countless heavens, Penetrating the pitch of infinite voids, Silently prevailing with a brilliant patience.   You pay vigil to the dim stars, alone in their confusion, Innocently unaware of their potential brilliance, Bound within the vacuum of self imposed isolation. They scurry now behind twilight clouds, And remain within the infernal labyrinths of striving, Oblivious to the omnipresence of your diamond radiance.   Yet unknowingly blessed by empyreal whispers, Softly illuminated by your vajra presence, The finders find with dreamlike warmth. To become kindling beneath the heat of your vajra skies. With their tinder ignited by smouldering compassion, Dormant, dreaming quasars slowly glow with acceptance.   Eternal, luminous, invisible sun, Evaporating the foggy chill of unknowing, Dispersing the iron-grey clouds of illusion. Overcoming the dreary dictates of the planets, The ten directions whisper hope to receptive ones, Their supernovas blaze within the sublime bliss of becoming.
Is This Love?   ‘Is this love; the many splendid thing,’ ‘Our hearts are open wide? Adorned with red bouquets and diamond rings.’ Said the lover to his bride.   ‘Or is love the bleeding of my heart, Upon witnessing your pain? Is love the way my tears of sorrow start, When sprays and diamonds are in vane?’   ‘Please’ he said, ‘my sweetest good, Don’t think that I don’t care, For my bleeding heart knows the knotted wood, Of the cross you have to bear.’
Kite   Aloft in bright blue space I float alone with the sun on my face. Warm wind surrounds me Carrying me high. Filling me with a freedom Which can’t be expressed.   I can watch the whole world from up here: All that earth so far below, And only the finest of threads To bind me to it.
Along For the Ride   Holding hands, we cling onto love’s broad shoulders As it soars through the sky of our minds. We place our trembling arms around love’s firm waist As we wade through deep, dark valleys Where sombre mists cloud our eyes.   Love’s guiding light restores our sight. It shines upon our path and shields our fragile hearts. Exalting us, love lifts us from the darkness And casts us amongst the stars.   Through the ethereal heavens it leads us, Trailing silver stardust and cooling vapours In it’s fragrant wake.   At bright mountain peaks, love pauses beside us Rejoicing in our child-like delight. Like children we curl up in love’s warm embrace And are rewarded by it’s boundless generosity.   We claim love as our own, But it quietly smiles at us with tender eyes. Love whispers to us of our own divinity And gently points the way   This love is wiser than the both of us. We think we understand love’s ways, But we are just along for the ride.
Jasmine Fire   Jasmine fire, sweet, cold burner. You are the fleeting, sugar kiss Lingering on the bright face of death. Flower fresh, You are everything!