Poetry of transformation
Years ago out of the blue, my sweet fingers started writing poems on my phone,
they kept coming, mostly throughout the toughest times, as I was walking through the middle of hells and heavens.
There are dozens of them, coming into books of poetry and Divine wisdom in some near future. Some I added here for your entertainment
and probably keep adding or changing once in and while, If they speak to you, write and ask me, I have them in some organized sharable form.
Mysticism
The actual meaning of the word mysticism,
can only be realised at the end of the worlds,
where ascending human and descending God meet,
in total amazement at each other’s fragrance,
admiring, and taking time to get used
with living under one roof.
Blessed this body feels,
little scared even too,
because there are now two hearts to hold,
and one breath to breathe in both.
The meaning of the One:
birds fly towards the sun.
~ Seram
The eternal night
We met that night where we celebrated the light
You asked me to dance, I knew that from your glance.
I asked how and you showed instead why:
Life is not about little rule bounds, you said,
It’s about movement, spontaneous and free, You see
But don’t look with your eyes,
Feel the vibe in your heart, that is wise!
We danced, through time and space,
with long and smooth swirling twists
I could not think, felt like my mind’s grip
had forever lost its whip.
Oh, what a dance in honor of beauty this was,
it just left me in humble wonder,
that I cannot slander by any means,
Now I’ll just keep on choosing ways,
to be at your pace.
Ooh Master, when shall I again see Your face?
Dear one, just follow your wonderment in humble Grace!
You’ll see me In so many face and beautiful place,
Just honor that Grace, never grab it by its trace!
~ Seram
Here
When I´m here,
gratitude is here,
for everything that is,
for all that supports,
that vast endless abundance,
I consider as myself …
for timeline,
that has brought me
to this very moment,
for souls, who have
become dear,
for places that have crawled
under my skin
and for this wonderful
amazing body,
that still embraces me,
despite my attention
deficit.
Right here, where is gratefulness,
is the dance of love and eternity,
melting into one,
and me,
simply fading into
endless Grace
of One.
~ Seram
Trust
What is else there
to trust the life
to surrender without conditions
at the feet of
the great mystery unfolding
what is for us to know,
when rivers of life flow deeper
than the understanding
of a human mind can reach
become still; we can
and choose so
stop arguing with what is
and simply be.
Like a tree,
in humble silence,
stretching to the skies
and playing with the winds.
~ Seram
the dept to time
Money loves and
trust design,
it simply wants
to connect to the Divine,
and yet, in it’s drive,
too often details
go array, because Divine
is never just in design.
What truly is sublime,
is healing, nurturing,
caring for all the sides,
it simply acts no crime.
Also, it does not
steal from time.
Rush is just a
creation of human mind
that is bargaining with time.
Wanting to be there,
where there is no time.
You, dear one, know,
when you take it
from the time,
the price you have to pay
is extremely high,
you simply loose
your connection to the Divine
and the true meaning
of your life, that was
supposed to be sublime.
I get it cheap, quick and
in my preferred ryhme
that is the trick,
the mind has played over time,
and denied the flow
of nature and Divine.
You see, all that is natural,
the cosmos,
the stars
and nature itself thrives,
in its own Divine
cycles of time.
Money that is the creation
of the mind,
wants to claim
that design,
the Divine.
To get there,
it has to change
the way it treats the time,
the nature
and the ones,
who dwell
in Divine.
If you truly want to live
in connection with your Self,
that truly is sublime,
get out of the trap
of the mind,
look for design,
that includes all that is alive.
That sees and lives
beyond the mind,
beyond the strive
to get it,
to secure it and
not to dwell,
but get lost in its own creation,
endless system of hidden wells.
So, it’s yours to decide,
either we dwell,
or you hide your wells,
that goes dry anyway.
Why you may ask,
why now and not in some
distant future?
Well, the mind that stole
from time,
has arrived at its end.
Nature gave all credit
you asked,
to pay to time,
now is simply
payback time.
Search for Divine,
search for the Ones,
rooted in no time,
fear, doubt nor judgement,
cause that simply
is not Sublime way of life.
Jesus said,
do not take more you need,
you will create the Greed,
he told the time would come,
when we all need to let go
of that seed.
I say that time is now,
we just have to realize.
~ Seram