self awareness
loss of self
no experience of self
emptiness
awakening to open self
Beingness
Polar Energetic shift
I wonder at the change i find
its not like ego is gone
just attenuated
like that button on the car stereo
the big voice grows silent
the waves of being can be heard
sometimes from a distance
other times like i am standing in water
feeling the wet and warmth
the affinity for the ocean and shore
all those sailing away songs
the immersion into something so big
i am gone and glad for it
only the wash of water on the sand
the sun and sky above
deep blue ocean so warm and alive
How does a single man become
what do you call it?
God, Being, All that which pervades
the enjoyer of the senses
that has no attachment to the world
and already being around the solitary egos
is rattling, the crib dwellers
venturing out fearfully, bravely
but collapsing into unwieldy stammering
when challenged
or clustering hysterically for support
the excited laughter and whispers
as if anything is important or secret
except for the work we endeavor
each bundle of energy pulsing and popping
uselessly agitated, directed away from
any connection to the flow, the pulse
the current, as sat shree calls it, that the universe is.
Im not totally new here
ive lived here many times
the Ancient one, the Absolute
enjoys my company, my vital being, life force
for surely we are well known and harmonized
when He enters All is awash in the
energy flowing everywhere
those i am in contact with
feel the presence and my voice
and body expand and fill with the
uncompromising awareness and eternal compassion
it is the truth of Me, the Real I, the One beyond
the self, beyond the stuff of human existence
He has all knowledge and intelligence, the
Knower of the Ancient Wisdom, the
Guide on the Unknown Path
I sense the beyond state, nothingness
and glimpse the Shore even more distant
where souls return
the unimaginable emptiness and acceptance
a Responsibility for existence
the samskaras I must wash in that endless drowning
untold delight and freedom beyond time
touching both the Source and the target
the unknown and living Truth
as a child filled with absolute love
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