Philosophical Poetry

The Soul's Canvas

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  • Beyond Time’s Flow

    Beyond Time’s Flow

    There is a state,
    Quite hard to tell,
    Beyond what language
    Can dispel.
    It’s not this world we think
    We know,
    Where minutes tick
    And seasons flow.

    Imagine now
    A domain so vast,
    Where time’s constraints
    Have all been cast
    Into an open, timeless sea –
    An endless stretch
    Of just to Be.

    And yet this realm
    Is not mere naught,
    A lifeless void
    Of absence sought.
    For it’s alive with
    Pure Presence bright,
    A fullness radiating light.

    Within this state freed
    From time’s veil,
    Our ideas of change
    Cannot prevail.
    Neither fixed nor ever-shifting,
    It encompasses all
    Without drifting.

    Both boundless as the infinite,
    And intimate as the divine wit,
    This atemporal,
    Uncaused Cause
    Pervades all realms
    Without pause.

    So do not ask,
    “Is it moving still?”
    For that’s a question
    Born of ill –
    The ill of thinking
    In past and future,
    Which this existence
    Does not nurture.

    It is and isn’t,
    All as one,
    Like mai-un-mai
    In Vedanta’s sun.
    The final truth words
    Fail to render,
    An is-and-is-not
    Must we tender.

    This essence beyond measure,
    Is life’s great everlasting treasure.
    Though reason cannot
    Here reside,
    Our hearts and souls
    Can well abide.

    Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.

  • There is More

    There is More

    There is more than the grounds we stand on,
    That hold us.

    There is more than these words we speak,
    That gather us.

    There is more than this time we got,
    That preserves us.

    There is more than those thoughts we have,
    That enlighten us.

    There is more than a heart we romance,
    That touches us.

    There is more than navigating genes we inherit,
    That guide us.

    There is more than
    Flesh, breath and blood.

    There is more than
    We know.

    There is more than
    You and me.

    There is more than
    A physical connection.

    There is only one truthful line we know,
    One truthful page we feel

    There is more than…

    It’s called

    Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.