Poems of Provision VII


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From light to night
From when I first awake, it draws me unto its wake, it’s so intentioned.
And til I close my eyes, there’s so no otherwise, it’s more than mentioned.
So from light to night, there’s a feeling without a ceiling, it’s the spark for living.
Yes it’s right from the start, rooted deep in the heart, a receiving and a giving.
When I’m in that place and it’s just hard to face, I call out, “what must I do”?
Then I’m reminded within, that we all must begin, without that summit in view.
So from light to night, there’s a feeling without a ceiling, it’s the spark for living.
Yes it’s right from the start, rooted deep in the heart, a receiving and a giving.
It’s affirming to proceed while confirming that sacred deed, it restores you.
Since time immemorial, that requisite tutorial, for the student there’s no “in lieu”.
So from light to night, there’s a feeling without a ceiling, it’s the spark for living.
Yes its right from the start, rooted deep in the heart, a receiving and a giving.
That gap, that interlude, met with a gratitude, oh for the challenge ahead.
There’s wisdom in this walk, the experience we take stock, yes it’s our bread.
So from light to night, there’s a feeling without a ceiling, it’s the spark for living.
Yes it’s right from the start, rooted deep in the heart, a receiving and a giving.
Now the more we stay with it, perhaps you’ll admit it, its building a momentum.
So from here on out, may we focus within and without, our 100 per centum.
So from light to night, there’s a feeling without a ceiling, it’s the spark for living.
Yes it’s right from the start, rooted deep in the heart, a receiving and a giving.

 

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 That Purpose Ember
To something I agreed, before arriving oh indeed, that intentioned blossom.
A secret cargo something latent, a potential yet not blatant, simply awesome.
So raise that banner high, that inner feeling never shy, oh to remember.
That sacred well of silence, a connection a reliance, that purpose ember.
Once that first step hits the ground, there’s no turning back around, it’s no hearsay.
Now you’ve found the one true journey, forget the world’s attorney, this is mainstay.
So raise that banner high, that inner feeling never shy, oh to remember.
That sacred well of silence, a connection a reliance, that purpose ember.
So compelling, so propelling, that threshold before us awaiting pursuit.
Beyond confusion and delusion, below the surface a greater route.
So raise that banner high, that inner feeling never shy, oh to remember.
That sacred well of silence, a connection a reliance, that purpose ember.
Our inner Teachers so reminding and unbinding, we must be trusting.
As to bypass God’s intent with that which we invent, leaves us rusting.
So raise that banner high, that inner feeling never shy, oh to remember.
That sacred well of silence, a connection a reliance, that purpose ember.
To be so vested, so ever well tested, establishes that anchor knot.
And with that Knowledge fire that will ever so inspire, we are wrought.
So raise that banner high, that inner feeling never shy, oh to remember.
That sacred well of silence, a connection a reliance, that purpose ember.

aspen


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After the glow
So perhaps you know, first hand just so, that it doesn’t just fade away.
Beyond the senses, overcoming all fences, that glow shall never gray.
After the glow, so sustainable though, that essential keep moving maneuver.
It’s an active stillness, beyond all illness, joined with that unmoved Mover.
Never to intoxicate or manipulate, no semblance of fleeting pleasance.
It’s prime and profound, unlimited without bound, it’s the unmistakable Presence.
After the glow, so sustainable though, that essential keep moving maneuver.
It’s an active stillness, beyond all illness, joined with that unmoved Mover.
It’s ever consistent wholly persistent, the Source of sources pilot light.
It’s within us all, so respond to your call and prepare for it to ignite.
After the glow, so sustainable though, that essential keep moving maneuver.
It’s an active stillness, beyond all illness, joined with that unmoved Mover.
It’s this greater cause and no time for pause, there’s no stronger feeling than must.
When united with the work, refined from shirk, one can slip beneath the crust.
After the glow, so sustainable though, that essential keep moving maneuver.
It’s an active stillness, beyond all illness, joined with that unmoved Mover.
To move from something is to move toward something, it’s perhaps a universal.
May our steps ahead be focused and wed, through us the New Message dispersal.
After the glow, so sustainable though, that essential keep moving maneuver.
It’s an active stillness, beyond all illness, joined with that unmoved Mover.

ladder climb


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Cutting to the chase
I knew before I set my sails, now I can’t make heads or tails, out here flapping.
A life time of outcast, confusion and downcast, is it by design or am I napping?
Struggle and strive is it this to be alive, weary of the wayward way, to debase?
There’s a New Message convening, oh for the meaning, now we’re cutting to the chase.
A world where I don’t fit, its wear a mask, perform a skit, the survival reason.
Where do you go when there’s no place to go, is it then perhaps self-treason?
Struggle and strive is it this to be alive, weary of the wayward way, to debase?
There’s a New Message convening, oh for the meaning, now we’re cutting to the chase.
There’s a path and direction, from within, a reflection, it’s there for you to know.
Along the way perhaps it’s longer, the courage within ever stronger, to and fro.
Struggle and strive is it this to be alive, weary of the wayward way, to debase?
There’s a New Message convening, oh for the meaning, now we’re cutting to the chase.
So worry not the how, for we’re God’s vessel and vow, yes an essential means.
It’s a mystery a frameless frame, moving forward, destiny’s aim and our given genes.
Struggle and strive is it this to be alive, weary of the wayward way, to debase?
There’s a New Message convening, oh for the meaning, now we’re cutting to the chase.
It builds within your core, a greater access an open door, that eternal flame.
Alas, it’s time to get cracking or indeed we’ll be sent packing, this is not a game.
Struggle and strive is it this to be alive, weary of the wayward way, to debase?
There’s a New Message convening, oh for the meaning, now we’re cutting to the chase.

Students of the New Message


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Beyond the five senses
When it feels like a while, like an ongoing trial, and I’m chapped and champing the bit.
I then see in others, Knowledge changing their druthers, to persevere and not to quit.
There is a proximity, a purposeful vicinity, the Mystery beyond the five senses.
A greater pursuing, a genuine renewing, without seeking conditioned consensus.
From the students an example, yes a service so ample, inspiring my very next Step.
Yes finally a Way and not just for today, it’s sealed not sundered, a sacred prep.
There is a proximity, a purposeful vicinity, the Mystery beyond the five senses.
A greater pursuing, a genuine renewing, without seeking conditioned consensus.
We’ve been graced with blessing, the hour now pressing, may we count for a deeper true.
The great attraction, the great call, the greater journey challenging all, yes right on cue.
There is a proximity, a purposeful vicinity, the Mystery beyond the five senses.
A greater pursuing, a genuine renewing, without seeking conditioned consensus.
Oh the mountain so assuring, our honest efforts so maturing, yes on and off the grid.
That our desire and capacity assert a veracity, while facing a world takeover bid.
There is a proximity, a purposeful vicinity, the Mystery beyond the five senses.
A greater pursuing, a genuine renewing, without seeking conditioned consensus.
To pledge and proclaim, making a stand without shame, a greater courage to respond.
Relationships to regain, essential links a worthy chain, yes an interpersonal bond.
There is a proximity, a purposeful vicinity, the Mystery beyond the five senses.
A greater pursuing, a genuine renewing, without seeking conditioned consensus.