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No source entered for Contribution #4918~The Great Mystery
abides
As the Center~
Show me where the Pattern Ends.
And I will bring break
to the Furious Dawn
burning inside of your Heart.
Formless at the First Breath
between servitude and salvation:
Ceaselessness, the dream;
Emptiness, the Real.
Here Emerges Wonder-
And This Eternal Source is Always Found
Turning.
The Seasons Spin
their ever-spreading thread.
The Seas
shudder, wail, and moan
at the thundering silence left
in the absence of
the Echo of Creation
bound beneath
the turbulence
of tide, Water, and wave.
When the Light of the Known
Blossoms
from out of the womb
of the Essence,
of the True-
Mind and Nature
comes to settle
Itself
to
Peace.
This Clear Soul of Grace
embodies
the Form of the Pure
and Embraces the Seed
of
This Nearing Universal.
The Sun Now Sings-
A Voice,
bold and most mellifluous,
as the fading shadow
reduces to One.
While the Moon, It Resonates
to the fullness of conscious perfection,
Ever-Present
behind the soft veil of sleep.
The Living Water of Dynamic Unity Flows
Unobstructed
as the Matrix of Perpetual Stillness
veiling Mind
originates beyond the reach of samsaric gravity
drawing all Virtue
into the narrow strait
between
the pillars of Paradox.
The Fire Burns Away
all corruption
to a mass-less ash
that the Cosmic Wind
carries on
to trace-less dispersal-
the Same Wind that Calls
the Song of Liberation
that Now and
Forever
fails to hide.
From the Beginning
All Awareness
rests
Enfolded
within the Warmth
of the New Spirit;
A Chrysalis
within which thrives
the Life-form of Emergence
that is destined to Be.
~All Life Is
the Fundamental Movement
of the Simplicity and Substance of
Grace~
Song of Liberation
~The Great Mystery
abides
As the Center~
Show me where the Pattern Ends.
And I will bring break
to the Furious Dawn
burning inside of your Heart.
Formless at the First Breath
between servitude and salvation:
Ceaselessness, the dream;
Emptiness, the Real.
Here Emerges Wonder-
And This Eternal Source is Always Found
Turning.
The Seasons Spin
their ever-spreading thread.
The Seas
shudder, wail, and moan
at the thundering silence left
in the absence of
the Echo of Creation
bound beneath
the turbulence
of tide, Water, and wave.
When the Light of the Known
Blossoms
from out of the womb
of the Essence,
of the True-
Mind and Nature
comes to settle
Itself
to
Peace.
This Clear Soul of Grace
embodies
the Form of the Pure
and Embraces the Seed
of
This Nearing Universal.
The Sun Now Sings-
A Voice,
bold and most mellifluous,
as the fading shadow
reduces to One.
While the Moon, It Resonates
to the fullness of conscious perfection,
Ever-Present
behind the soft veil of sleep.
The Living Water of Dynamic Unity Flows
Unobstructed
as the Matrix of Perpetual Stillness
veiling Mind
originates beyond the reach of samsaric gravity
drawing all Virtue
into the narrow strait
between
the pillars of Paradox.
The Fire Burns Away
all corruption
to a mass-less ash
that the Cosmic Wind
carries on
to trace-less dispersal-
the Same Wind that Calls
the Song of Liberation
that Now and
Forever
fails to hide.
From the Beginning
All Awareness
rests
Enfolded
within the Warmth
of the New Spirit;
A Chrysalis
within which thrives
the Life-form of Emergence
that is destined to Be.
~All Life Is
the Fundamental Movement
of the Simplicity and Substance of
Grace~
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No source entered for Contribution #4917I;I AMjust a Soul,Unveiled,struggling to be Born.A burning, ragingHoly Point of Luminessence-Resting, now cresting,over the distant horizon lineat the first breakof winter's sleep.These contracted, supple petalsUnfoldRadiate and Expandtheir receptive portals of Waking Omniscienceinto the thriving field of Light, Air and Wonder,vibrating into Wholistic Harmonythe Eternal, EmbracingSymphony of these embodied Celestial Spheres.(The Eye has only just Opened;the Journey so recently Begun-but Once the Sail has been Lifted,the Wind is sure to be on Its Way.)All the Tears; All the Trembling,fully redeemed in an Instant of Realization.The Struggle, the Strife,the unbearable Weight of pre-born life,lifted by a single Touch of Grace.From the sheer, frigid cliffs of self-annihilation, through the lonely, dark oceans of forgotten alienation-By This Paththe solitary Shore of Deep Liberation is reached.(It Is Reached)Suspended Hereover the Limitlessness of the Abyss-Waiting to fall;Longing to findone's self Emerging as Legend-Re-born! is the lost Lineage of the Sanctified-Wedded Now is pattern to Source,and Essence to the Divine.Amongst the infinite diversity of ways and means,the vast spectrum of the ten thousand directions,is a Unifying Thread Weaving Through,setting the tone and sounding the call within the Heart of Everyone.(So Calls The Voice of Home.)This Mind is no phantom haunting the machine,no myth marking the carrying forth of a belief that has lost its way in a terrain no longer its own-Spirit is a Living Melody Circulating in the Blood.~This is my Nocturne;the Sentient Seal placed upon me: a persistent, yet ever-perishing dreamSetting to HarmonyConsciousness-in-Being.~
Sutra
I;I AMjust a Soul,Unveiled,struggling to be Born.A burning, ragingHoly Point of Luminessence-Resting, now cresting,over the distant horizon lineat the first breakof winter's sleep.These contracted, supple petalsUnfoldRadiate and Expandtheir receptive portals of Waking Omniscienceinto the thriving field of Light, Air and Wonder,vibrating into Wholistic Harmonythe Eternal, EmbracingSymphony of these embodied Celestial Spheres.(The Eye has only just Opened;the Journey so recently Begun-but Once the Sail has been Lifted,the Wind is sure to be on Its Way.)All the Tears; All the Trembling,fully redeemed in an Instant of Realization.The Struggle, the Strife,the unbearable Weight of pre-born life,lifted by a single Touch of Grace.From the sheer, frigid cliffs of self-annihilation, through the lonely, dark oceans of forgotten alienation-By This Paththe solitary Shore of Deep Liberation is reached.(It Is Reached)Suspended Hereover the Limitlessness of the Abyss-Waiting to fall;Longing to findone's self Emerging as Legend-Re-born! is the lost Lineage of the Sanctified-Wedded Now is pattern to Source,and Essence to the Divine.Amongst the infinite diversity of ways and means,the vast spectrum of the ten thousand directions,is a Unifying Thread Weaving Through,setting the tone and sounding the call within the Heart of Everyone.(So Calls The Voice of Home.)This Mind is no phantom haunting the machine,no myth marking the carrying forth of a belief that has lost its way in a terrain no longer its own-Spirit is a Living Melody Circulating in the Blood.~This is my Nocturne;the Sentient Seal placed upon me: a persistent, yet ever-perishing dreamSetting to HarmonyConsciousness-in-Being.~
