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This Blessed Flow

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A poem about dissolving into the mind that writes the poetry

A moody cloudy red sky over a beautiful still ocean.
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My mind, it thinks in poetry
I cannot quell this blessed flow,
As, hungry, I bequeath myself
To savoured riches I am shown

Cascading joys of ancient knowledge
Breaking through containered hoards
Of fantasy I drove before me,
Burdened by decisions worn

I humbly open to your mind
And let the hero of the dream,
The master I’d been playing
In the one repeating scene,

Return in his humility
To what he knows is ever true,
That all the meaning he’s been searching for
Is found in you

Between the saturated masts 
That line the wild tempestuous bay,
I’m redefined in solitude 
My fears are washed away

Remorse and ancient pity
Take their place now, side by side,
They’re sunk within the oceans
Of an ever grateful mind

And glinting on the surface
Of the ever changing whole,
Is changelessness itself
Arising in the wakening soul

It glistens at my heart as I 
In decadence disband
The citadel that was constructed
With my charred and earth worn hands

A limitless horizon
Disappears before my eyes,
The world succumbs to beauty
And a fire fills the skies

The fire meets the water 
And they merge into the one
That mystifies the mind
That separation has become

And I am lifted out of seeming
As I fall within
The body of this dreaming heart
That witnessed to my sin

The sin of separation 
Is now gently washed away,
As deep within the waters of the mind
I find my way

Ripple

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My lyrics to a beautiful electronic track by MVB

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Being with you’s as easy as breathing
You are inside my heart beating
Troubles arrested, come now healing
Tornado of love, I’m reeling

Within me this dream is waking
Relieved by the depths of my heart breaking
You whisper my name and I can hear you
Vibrations of your love make me true

Matt Vincent-Brown (MVB) created and produced this track, I contributed the lyrics and melody. We only wrote two tracks together but I love them. It’s here on SoundCloud if you’d like to listen to it as well.

Freedom’s Welcome

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Here are the lyrics to one of my songs

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I don’t believe in the lightning that floors the trees
But in its passionate force I retrieve myself
Floating amid a dark storm I called grief
It’s a bolt driven home through insanity’s hold

And I won’t believe in the self that was hateful 
I’m regenerated, born into stability
Wrapped in the grace of my own last resort
I find gentle humility turning to port

And my anchor’s not tied to the sea’s rocky floor
Where it ripped up the surface and cut to the core
It’s invested at last in a promise that’s kept
As eternity melts into all that I’d wept for

And rids me of any last necessity
To hold onto my fear or to doubt that I’m free
As the sun glistens clear through the depths of the waves
My presence is here and my past is erased

I am freedom’s welcome
The increase in gravity offers my gratitude
Peace and security
The dream state released to a certain reality
Home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m welcome home

And cast into the fire of all I once believed
Is the certain release of all I have perceived
And incredulously, I find myself free
When I choose to accept total responsibility

And the only response I can give
To all that I see now to ensure it lives
Is to breathe it on home, and to know that it’s mine
’Cause perception’s a dream, and reflections divine

Are created the moment I open my mind
To a generous beauty that words cannot find
I allow myself here, I allow myself now
Because everything else is as boring as hell

And reality’s sight is so deliciously
Full of light and of freedom, the juicy totality
Rises to greet the new mind that I am
And all my reflections stand here hand in hand

We are freedom’s welcome
The increase in sanity offers my gratitude
Peace and security
The dream state released to a certain reality
Home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m welcome home

Grace, so still, invisible to me
In each moment previously

Is holding my heart in the palm of its hand
Is providing the runway on which I can land
Is here and is now, in this space and this time
Is directing these passions, providing these rhymes

We are freedom’s welcome
The increase in frequency offers my gratitude
Peace and security
The dream state released to a certain reality
Home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m welcome home

We are freedom’s welcome
The increase in frequency offers my gratitude
Peace and eternity
The dream state released to a certain reality
Home, I’m home, I’m home, I’m welcome home

The Call to Dive Within the Soul

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Inspiration sparked by the mystical beauty of Teresa of Ávila’s ‘Interior Castle’

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Soul of wisdom, soul of truth,
Soul of blessed heart divine,
In the mansion of your truth
I rest within your precious climes

In sultry dusks intrepid hearts
Will rise to rein their glory home,
Their pounding power beats the turf
Devouring illusions sown

Within a grist that’s milled its troubled last
A thousand billion years,
That tortured itself with the past:
A myriad treaties for its tears

And suddenly it hears a sigh
Its own beginning breaking through
The troubled stance it sought continuance
Within its darkened truths

Admonishing itself at once
For failing heretofore to see
The power of decision 
In the mind that chooses to be free

Arise, arise, and hearken to
The deepest truth you cannot bear,
That rising through your choice for darkness,
Waking through a chorus fair

Succumbing to the glorious song
Angelic harmonies become
The coalescence of the soul 
Divided from the precious One

The sacrosanct, the chiming bell
That in each soul will ever sing
To welcome hearts that ache 
To witness to its clear and gentle ring

The call to dive within the soul
To taste the pleasures sweet and deep,
That humble minds can slide within
Its wealth of treasures here to reap

And rising, as the phoenix
In its mighty wings the power be,
To recognise illusions 
And to let the mind soar free

No fight is heard, no struggle won
For as you turn and look behind,
You recognise the past is gone
All are released, the things of time

From here within the instant
Of such powerful clarity,
The wisdom of your rising heart
Takes root within your majesty

Ever Known

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Words received in the wildness and openness of the full moon

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The wildness of the mind 
That is discovering its way home
It reaches to the mind
Communicating with its own

Joining in the sultry light
The ever rising moon
Is casting on the shrubs
That skirt the desert’s holy runes

It wanders in the scrub 
And finds its way by scent alone
To everlasting openness
Expanding through its starry dome

Into the gentle stillness
With the quiet night time sounds
Surrounding it, encapsulate
By air and solid ground

The mind that finds its way
Past evil traps to sacred ways
That travels forward to rescind
The painful darkest days

That casts intrepid light
Upon the core of what was heard
Just a moment previously
Unlearning all it learned

Unhearing all it heard
Now disillusioned to the sight
Of everything it thought it saw
Within the misty light

That opens into heartfelt sorrow
As the die is thrown
Into the abyss 
Of all that heretofore was known

Waking as from dreams of horror
Mysteries shatter, fall
Into a billion pieces
As the battle cries its call

Out across deserted lands
That bleak and sombre seemed
To lie in wait before you
Now transformed and blessed, redeemed

Into this courageous mind
That is washed clean, prepared for new
Enters the beginning 
Of a new and precious truth

Entering the sunset
Of a peace that calls it home
To where it’s ever tranquil
Ever nourished, ever known

I Become My Lover

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The heart of you is rising in my deepest brightest soul

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I become my lover
In the mystery of the night,
He sees within my breaking heart
The waking of the light

I rest within my lover’s arms
His clarity I breathe
My misdirection altered
To the path he sees for me

He holds my head upon his breast
Undressing all my plight
Within his sacred purity
I recognise the light

He tears apart my misery
And shows me caverns gold
That sparkle in the luminescent
Beacon that he holds

My lover is the morning
He rids me with the dawn
Of nightmares that had wrapped me
In my terrors old and worn

He wakens me with sunshine
And he blesses all I see
With a misty mountain air
That my heart has longed to breathe

My lover is the poetry
That flows within my soul
That offers me its beauty
And that perpetrates my goal

My lover is the infinite
Impossibility
Of capturing the flow of life
That issues forth from me

My lover is the sanctity
That I can never own
But within which I live
And breathe and walk and love and grow

My lover is the lighthouse
And my mind the rocky shore
Endeavouring to unavail
The purity within my core

My lover is the mountain
And I the traveller be
Who sits a moment at his ridge
And views the shining sea

My lover becomes part of me
As now we cease to be
Anything that separation
Knows, pretends to see

My lover becomes part of me
As now we cease to know
Anything that separation
Seeks or tries to show

When I Choose to Be Free

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When the show is over

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When I choose to find the present
The arrow aimed directly at the centre of my mind
I rest in the blissful solitude of completeness

When my mind, full of nothingness 
Becomes the mind of emptiness
Then the fullness of everything steps up to take its bow

The credits roll up the curtain 
And timelessness, its breathtaking power
Reminds me to relax into its majesty

When I choose to be free
In the silent centre of myself
Where the self is acknowledged as a story past and gone

Set upon the stage, acted by 8 billion
Released into eternity’s beneficent refrain

I discover a deepening connection with the wholeness that I am
I recognise a truth I was defending with my separateness
And for this grateful instant out of time
Within your peaceful promise
I am at home

Unimaginably Beautiful

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A poem experienced through a glorious gladioli

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I look into your face
For a perfect moment the universe is the intoxicating colour of your skin

Richness magnified intensely, my consciousness enfolded in the satiny immersion of your electrifying expression

I am saturated by the iridescent nature of your sepals’ colouring
Enjoying your obedience to the never-ending question of transition

Sleeping reptilian spines, ripening daily, revealing rich cascading blooms
Bursting suddenly, astonishingly, to the irresistible command of a forceful, silently chiming directive

A most remarkably inspiring shedding of skin

Destinies fulfilled
Treacherous, cavernous ways through deadly dunes averted
Songs of the open and blissful heart sung in euphoric harmony

An entire universe of grace, unimaginable beauty
A wormhole transporting me to flowing wells of freedom inside the openness of every blooming shell

The depths I can go to in me through you
As surprising and as beautiful as the never-ending opening of your soul to me

I cannot defy you. I must awaken, enliven, flower in irrevocable glory
Despite the fear that closes on my mind and holds me, trembling, still
I cannot respond to you but with my own blossoming of mind, my voice and my rising, grateful heart

Your petals will fall with the irrepressible illusion of time
My petals will droop and stale, as yours, before the body’s time-felt end

But beyond these death haunted dreams the glory of eternity wakes in the spirit of your irreversible flourishing and my breathless witnessing

I will always know your gifts and hear your song, alive, in this perfect, present heaven

And I will ever know the timeless constancy of our connection, our brotherhood, our love, throughout the ever-expanding infinitudes of mind

Drenched in Peace

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Saturated to the gentle depths of an endless love

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I whisper on the seeds of an open, wild night to my dearest love, far beyond the body of this form.

He welcomes and engulfs me, circling above before diving within, taking root in the deepest nature of my being.

Here I am, mysterious generosity that gives me to myself in you.

I am a whole part of your belonging. I inherently become my own deepest need, fulfilled.

Palpable presence, the physical becomes vibration, body form dissolved.

The richness of your gratitude embalms my ancient grievance and releases the mind that had been desperately waiting to be released.

Explosions of gently unfolding magnificence. I am saturated, drenched in peace beyond conceptual thought, beyond the world of time.

I will see you here again, my perfect love of wholesome gratitude; the Self that is but singular yet never alone.

I will see you here, beyond my forms of solitude, and I will love you every moment in between, see your perfect translation of perception, and feel the perfect comfort of your course, your onward river’s flow.

I will love you, infinitely, eternally, with the love that in this moment of gentle surrender you have given to me.

You are my one, true, perfect, joyful, all-encompassing, love.

This Day I Am Born

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In your deepest self there lies awakening
Growing and evolving all the time
Opening and reassociating
At ever higher levels of the mind

In your deepest heart there is a silence
Beating with a mindful rhythmic grace
Asking you to listen to it’s secrets
Open to receive it’s gentle space

Deep within the soul that you are feeling
In the quiet moments that you give
Lies a nourishment that brings you healing
Welcomed by the mind’s desire to live

Life wells from within and rises gently
Soaking up through spongey open cells
Flooding all the senses, taking over
Rippling past a thousand silent bells

Vibrations of a pure, divine order
Shudder through this extraneous form
Radiance, bequeathed to my acceptance
Comes alive in me – this day, I’m born