Sunday, September 10, 2023

Where were you when I was always here?*



Where were you when I was always here?*

 

Who are and where did you come from?

Are you of duality or from the Source of one?

Does your consciousness match mine in this place we are?

Yet I look into you and yet so far


Though you are still sleepy in the dream

Attached to all things being lost it seems

So even if you come to this present as your being stands

Your suppression pulls at you from another's land


Telling this I know as I have been here before

You did not see who I am while still behind closed doors

I have seen where I came and never left where I am

It is up to you to know me, then you will understand


Dom*Colucci © 2023


Vitamin "SEE"*



Vitamin "SEE"* 

Reality has switch from this consciousness of mine

Coming back within to see the daylight I find

Into the emptiness in which is the void of space

That is where freedom is not some other place


But the dream of space cannot be so

It is open 24/7, it is stillness on the go

Now from this vantage point that I can see

There is brilliance once again staring back at me


Hence, a fresh picked orange in the sky

Light everlasting, this fills the eye

The juice of wisdom shadows push away

No attachment can be here, none can stay


This refreshing feeling that I feel here

No clouds are within, settled and crystal clear

Oneness abodes, my life complete and whole

I took a drink of vitamin "SEE", the light for my SOUL*


Dom*Colucci © 2023

Monday, September 4, 2023

Flight of the bumblebee*




Flight of the bumblebee*


 Green and flowing, tumbling over

The spread is vast with flower, it's clover

A smell that is like no other that cannot be funny

It is picked up by nature's carrier to make honey


What is that coming along as it always was?

It is the love of the flower which is in a buzz

Scurrying around to pick up its delight

One little flower to the next in its flight


So carefree not a worry in its world

Knowing of the next flower as its objective unfurls

So who is this that makes such a sweet life we see?

Why it is nature's purest form to make honey, the bumblebee


Dom*Colucci © 2023

Saturday, September 2, 2023

The sun awakens*



The sun awakens* 


Outside this morning, cloudy so it seems    

Turned away from the night walked away from a dream

Went outside to have a look and within I was hoping

To find out what was upstairs to see if it was open

I looked off to the east, moments were still creeping

Half a brilliance in its showing as the sun was a peeking

Could this possibly be that the day was awake

By looking upstairs was seen, indeed for heaven's sake

So, this validates how wonderful this is to be

With a brilliant sun though half lit I could see

So the rest of my day there could be no reason why

Why? I say this is possible, I just took a look in the sky


Dom*Colucci © 2023


Stillness passing through*



Stillness passing through*


 I left a spot in the middle of the day

Went on my business with my very own way

Took a place in the park, people walking by

Chipmunks on the ground, birds in the sky

Settled down in a familiar place

Buried myself in the void of space

Sinking deeply in the moment it gives

Enjoyment and satisfaction a great feeling to live

Tho this was a release and to go deep and meditate

Mind totally blank to relax and be in that state

All around was the passing until

It is the moment I waited for to be perfectly still


Dom*Colucci © 2023

The night's light turns blue to soon*



The night's light turns blue to soon*


 See beyond into eternity's so vast

Night moves into the day that did not last

Open so wide no obstacle here

Deeper one goes even within so clear

Ah yes, it is in the depths

No attachment needed one has kept

Oh so, still the feeling so pure

Because of this nothing is obscured

I advance to the above in the sky

My focus in sight with my very own eyes

Tho the night has left and gone too soon

What is that I see in the daylight? a blue moon


Dom*Colucci © 2023

Saturday, August 19, 2023

A face that is original space*



A face that is original space* 


Look me in the eye and what do you see?

Is it my SOUL* trapped inside waiting to be freed?

Or maybe it is just hanging around with no place to go.

Why heck it is present, and the present is all it knows.


No, the SOUL* is not trapped as it made this physical complete.

It has waited to be one, from the top to the soles of its feet

Sadly enough that one disregards the life it does give

And only learns struggle to die and not live


But if one has eyes and around, they turn

They will see their teacher a face that now learns

So, can you show me what is your original face?

You cannot see it as it looks back at you from a void within space


Dom*Colucci © 2023



Where were you when I was always here?*

Where were you when I was always here?*   Who are and where did you come from? Are you of duality or from the Source of one? Does your consc...