mystery – Holly Rose Thomas

The Veil

March 10, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

That perfect moment in the depths of the full moon when you realise that everything is alive

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Times when the veil is thin
And all of life breaks open within
The light in the sky is a thunderous din
As she wakes me from slumber to welcome her in

All is wild and alive
The attributes of an opening mind
The raining of stars in a heart that’s revived
From deep tender longing to finally arrive

Solid, beating, tranquil, true
Right in the centre that forms the root
From which the highest certainty rules
Directing the mind that inherently values

Her pulsing, gentle, articulate beat
The accompanying tide at her moonlit feet
That gives and receives through her rhythmic, sweet
Impossibly powerful, full, mystique

The heart of heaven is felt within
Her rising, beautiful, star-filled brim
Expanding as the enchanted sing
The angels’ chorus, enlightened, begins

I wake and feel the thinning veil
Rent and ripped in tatters and tails
Spinning useless upon the gales
Of an open mind, released from its trails

I wake and feel the parted seams
Releasing me to beyond my dreams
As the wildest gentlest shining gleams
Reflect within my heart as it beams

It’s Your Heart

March 3, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A lesson received and gratefully understood

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Can you start to understand, it’s because it’s you?
It’s because it’s your heart that the notes flow through
It’s your peace, your energy, consciously aligned
With the flow of beauty that is present in your mind

Can you start to understand, it’s because it’s you?
It’s because of all you are and all you cease to do
As your heart is moved to spell the voicings and the words
Clarity becomes them as they spill out and are heard…

Deep within the mysteries that consecrate the soul
Waking in the centre of the one accepted role
Peaceful, unbound, soaring, out beyond the stars
Every moment you receive the music in your heart

It’s because you listen as the notes come through
Holding them within your heart, alive within the truth
Every note is sacred, it’s an energy
Wrapped within the instant it arrives here from eternity

Every note is herald of the gleeful tide
Rising from the trickles that between your pebbles sigh
Rising to a culmination, raging at their core
Wildest inhibition casting, homeless, to the score…

All the notes you couldn’t seem to understand or see
As the joy of quietude comes rushing through your dream
As you let the well of life come rising, bubbling through
The sudden understanding that it’s because it’s you

All I’ve Ever Been

February 27, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A love poem to water

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I let myself be water
As I finally choose to see
That deep within the mysteries
Of life, I’m always free

I let myself be water
As my tendencies to hide
Are loosening as the swell of beauty
Rises through my peace of mind

I struggled with my water
Because I refused to see
That deep within the mysteries of the soul
I’m running free

Coursing through the fields of battle
Ever flowing rhyme,
Past such scenes of devastation
Guardians of time

I’d forgotten I was water
As I tried to be
Something that was static
Cast in stone amid the stream

In the dream of sanctuary
I’ve finally deigned to tell
Stories of the gratitude
That lift my heart to swell

With the water’s majesty
And with her sacred flow,
As I return to that which courses
Humble through the gloam

In gratitude I rise
Amid the water’s folky rhyme,
Its purity immerses my
Intention to divine

The fear that I had lived within,
Believed myself to be,
It’s thus released and handed to
The flow of perfect peace

The mysteries that engulfed my mind
And left me crooked, bowed,
Are now revealed in candour
As my heart finds its way home

The spaciousness, a watery grave
That’s separation’s tomb
Is waiting with her open arms
I flow into her womb

As I become the ocean
With such startling clarity
I recognise within myself
It’s all I’ve ever been

Just.. Wait!

February 27, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A perfect paradox

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Just wait! Wait a moment
Do not troubled be,
That everything you had believed before
Is being released

Just wait! Wait deep within
The mystery that you’re shown,
Dismiss the need to understand
The beauty that you’ve sown

Wait! Wait for eternity
To open up inside,
It’s beating heart’s within your own
As you let yourself start to glide

Wait upon the moment
Of such glorious certainty,
That stops you in your tracks
And guarantees your future peace

Wait upon the something
That is pushing through the glebe,
Gasping for a breath of sunshine
On its tiny leaves

Wait within establishment
And watch its crumbling walls,
Apprehend its leaving
As within, without, it falls

Take your prior complexity
Uproot it at its core,
Loose the mind that sought for freedom
In the dearth of ‘more’

Feel your way to present bliss
As you begin to see
That everything you’ve ever dreamed of
Lives eternally

Nothing here in form
Can ever feed or ever give
The light you need
To understand what it is to live

Nothing here in form
Can ever feed or ever raise
The light you need to see within
For you to feel praised

Nothing in the nothingness of form
Can ever show
The beauty that admits a glimpse beyond
To what you’ve always known

Nothing in the nothingness of time
Can ever be
What you are, what you’re being given,
Just you wait and see!

The Call to Dive Within the Soul

February 11, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

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

February 11, 2023September 23, 2025Leave a comment

Words received in the wildness and openness of the full moon

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

If Only We’d Know

July 8, 2022September 23, 2025Leave a comment

Letting in the life that is waiting to grow

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A space in the sunshine of dreams
Has opened, responding to calling for more
A grip on the life that held meaning for me
Is released as desire cracks open a core
That was dark with defences, its surface rock hard
The light that pours through makes me choke for a moment
As breath enters in where before it was barred
And a blue swirling centre is unlocked, unsown

Now I can see you
And breathe my inheritance
Though I’m restricted
By thoughts of intelligence
Wisdom and pride
That will anger my core
If they’re questioned or queried
Held up to abhor

But within the catastrophe of how I’ve failed
To begin to be happy through telling my tales
With this rushing of energy into the void
Comes life unabashed, unrelenting, devoid
Of the suffering, long underpinning a woe
That releases each instant if only we’d know
That this deep precious moment, the centre of mind
Our attention can pierce, our presence can find

It can only be known, it can only be seen
Through the eyes of a dreamer who ceases to dream
Through the heart of a speaker who ceases to speak
Through the might of a thinker refusing to think
For themselves, who lets heavenly thoughts cast their moors
Within their deep harbours, upon their bleak shores
And lets in the life that is waiting to grow
Within us each moment, if only we’d know

Of Sound, and of Silence

June 28, 2022September 23, 2025Leave a comment

A moment of recognising wholeness and peace, with complete gratitude

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The help is more available than the pain
This strikes me as I listen today
After spending some time letting words flow onto the page
The fearful mind has been exposed and witnessed to, and now it can be still
The help appears: available to me in my mind
Perfect in its simplicity, glorious in its breadth
Its breath moves through me and I recognise its melody
Resting in each pause with a true master’s understanding
Of sound, and of silence

Rest — internal, graceful
What is my lesson today?
What do I need to understand?
Where in my mind, in your mind, will you take me today?
This fiction is a classroom for the evolution of my soul
The rest appears; the help is the rest
The peace that passeth understanding every instant but now
I open into gratitude as the past is released into half-remembered patterns
Of sound, and of silence

The world itself is opening within my heart
There is nothing outside of the self I am in you
Everything is releasing and everything is available
All help, all rest, all peace, it is available to me now
You are the master that knows only giving all to all
You the one with perfect grace, perfect understanding
You the only path worth walking in the dreaming of this world
In the dreaming of colour and of darkness
Of sound, and of silence

Drenched in Peace

August 11, 2020September 23, 2025Leave a comment

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.