Poetry: Dreams
by Liam
Take your dreams each a chapter true
Each unique to open in the story book of you
Upon the playing field of this dear life
Patience, allow time, enjoy the spice
Allow, all the magic mana falling from this grace
For in a moment of serendipity
We understand the context and the omega
Don’t ask why or how , laugh with the idiosyncrasies
Tomorrow’s mystery awakens in me now
I calling say, “Today, let this vision be the way to create anew, the me I’m dreaming of.”
Poetry: I meets U
by Liam
Beyond the halls, the walls & wisdom of my knowledge
The magnificent mystery of the world rotates
Indeed we learn this we understand that
Individually, what I truly know is but a infinitesimal fragment
Let me recognize
Let me enter into the vast mystery of myself
Let me unite my recognition of how universally unknown
The I
I am is
Now the mystery meets the magic in the moment
Each in awe of awakening
Each in recognition of how amazing life
Is
Poetry: Inarticulation
How eloquently this peace
This silent moment of reflect, reverberates
Within its own music of understanding
Books words and letters lie along the trail
The story book of my life
Each a stone upon which I once stood
Whilst on my journey home
Heart in hand
Eyes fixed to the horizon of the universe
The race tracked in minutes over years has ever been slowing
Whilst the expanse has enveloped
Me
Inarticulation
Eloquently holds sway
An ocean
A drop
A spark
The flame
In this space it’s
Now
It’s all the same.
Poetry: If
by Liam
If you want laughter, accept these smiles
If you want friendship, enjoy the while
If you want the moon, feel the night
If you want the stars, open up to the light
If you want the rose, thorns too will create pain
If you want love, be true to yourself gain
If you want the moment, leave the past before
If you want the self, look only to a cosmic door
If you want Grace, step into the inner space
If you want peace, be with Gods grace
Poetry: Quest
by Liam
As words begin the dancing
A spinning in my mind
There comes a leap of magic light
Words come tumbling out to find what’s right
They fill these lines, now to be read
With all the manna mystery falling gently upon my head
There, up on the threshold
The window open wide
A pirouette within my chest
Arms outstretched begins the quest
To find a home where these words will rest
So sing my friends, my partners of this you feel and know
Poems are but words alive
Alone you, make them real
Alone you, make them grow.
Poetry: About Self-talk
by Liam
This life is what I call my reality
My reality is the experience of how this feels
My senses weave together a manifold panorama
Captured by memories called the past
These pictures influence my present, as do the narrative associated with them
This powerful recall loop created by our Consciousness
Is impartial
Meaning it could empower or disempower us
So self talk is the most important conversation
Enabling me to understand my memories, good and pain filled
In the context of a beautiful life I’m willing to create
Right now.
Poetry: Cracks
by Liam
When you return to that hard rock of pain
Caught tight in the memory of your mind
Be instead drawn by the pull of what you truly love
That hardness is but a boundary
Love however will always find a better way out
Shining through the cracks as it crumbles and breaks
Leaving me stunned at how
Free love flows when we initiate
Imagination.
Poetry: Nectar
by Liam
Friends, thought at times blocks your light
Look past these,for there
In the moment of here
You will quench your thirst
Bathing in the sweet nectar
Of now.
Poetry: Skylark
by Liam
Your wind sweeps past and through me
Lifting my skylark wings till they embrace the blue
White clouds we ask, laugh and why?
My 1000 questions
Leave me with Gods glance to
Support the proofs that cannot hinder nor define
Caught in the reflection of heavens glass
This Ruby red will pass my lips to find
Answers deep golden nuggets imbedded within the bedrock of my soul
Quietly awaiting the wind
Patiently awaiting the wisdom.
Poetry: Phoenix
by Liam
What should I do but participate in love
The troubles the turmoil and pain
Gain nought for this flame melts all
It’s from those ashes
Dusty and grey that the Phoenix of Love rises
Born from shame we emerge anew
Glowing in the refractive glance
Of Gods own giving
Touch feel free of what was
Intimate integral emancipated in this adventure of now
Me is immaterial, it’s about the ecstatic emulsion of Heaven and now
Whipped up in waves of intensity
Turning towards the source
Happy just because it’s you
Found free alive, in me.
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