Meditation: Musings on Om


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(Free Verse)

To pulsate
in harmony with the substratum

is to spin all atoms
inside of stillness


(infused with light)

to move, without motion
to halt, within movement

to perch in that spot
where the in-breath and the out-breath
pause…

When we waltz with infinity’s
whimsical wit
seconds no longer tick

Oceans cease to hummmm with the
ebbing and flowing
of waves and foam–
waves and foam…

The sun is neither coming nor going

People stop scurrying
along sidewalks and
streetlights freeze

Clouds hover immobile in the
infinite sky as
planes, cars, boats, bikes and even kites
stand in stationary salute

and life’s flute remains silent

for that second—
that pause

and then

it all ‘happens’ again

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(Sonnet)

The light that spins within each molecule
in silent radiance that marks our core
hums fundamental Om’s melodic rule,
which permeates life’s universal score.

Harmonic modules reverberate,
pulsating with infusions of pure love
that resonate effulgence vibes so great
they elevate beyond the push and shove

of life’s phenomenal illusions we
ascribe to in delusion when assuming
there is truth to flashing movies: ‘you’ and ‘me’.
Rays bloom inside infinity’s consuming.

Now perched upon the pause between each breath,
we waltz within a world devoid of death.

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(senryu)

pauses between breaths
manifest like music rests
holistic silence

***

(Naani)

Creation is not born aloof—
it’s guided by Infinity,
and all is signed with crafted light
that’s free of latch or roof.

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Spiritual Chorus


Consider the spelling of Spiritual:
Spirit – You- All

We’re all spiritual
whether or not we know it.

Every faith appeals to the same divine source
by various names–all true.

Each snowflake is unique
bu
t all are snow.

Even atheists can be devout in their beliefs
and that’s okay, too
because believing in your self
is akin to believing in God;

God dwells in the inner most selves of everyone–
and beyond as well.

Narrow religions
are like scissors that cut and divide;
spirituality is a needle that sews and unites.

We’re all petals of one blossom;
Why argue when we share the same fragrance?

Instead, let’s smile and wink,
dance and celebrate–
sing in chorus instead of solo.

Let no one say:”I am the only one”
when the truth is:
the only ONE is all.

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