One must sleep before they are awakened*

One must sleep before they are awakened*

Every bit of detail in life evaporates 

On to another section that it creates

Gone is what you have just seen

Like it was enveloped in the open it seemed

For  it was a motion picture moving on

Turn your head and blink your eyes, it's done

Nothing is anchored down

Even from silence, the slightest of sound

Yet this movie continues to prevail

So then this illusion becomes a fairy tale 

To the one in the hub watches this wheel

How this illusion entices the Soul* to steal

As the wheel continues its movement on its way

To the enlightened one, it has broke free not to stay

Still no matter what in this sea of nothingness

The only fulfillment from nothing more is balance to nothing less

To be that one that becomes wise to what it takes

Just learn to let go, open your eyes and become Awake

Dom*Colucci © 2016

The ending came as it croaked*

The ending came as it croaked*

A nice afternoon is where I begin

I arrive at a pond to meditate within

Joyful as this is peace that it brings

I am underneath a locust tree, songbirds start to sing

I affix my self in an opening near the reeds

Ready to look inside myself, a moment to be free 

I sit  in a lotus position, I fit my being centrally as I stay

Now I am in my focus, my eyes turn inward in a gaze

It all comes together this feeling of bliss and to be still

I have made it to the other side without effort to my will

The world around me has enveloped me in such peace

Even right Now from raging winds this all came to a cease

I go a little deeper and a more placid sense of calm

I open my eyes a bit and see no ripples on the pond

The trees in a distance little movement as they stay

It is like they do ZAZEN, in the night and all day

But out of all this a little utterance from the wind as it spoke

When I awakened out of this, it was because a bull frog just croaked

Dom*Colucci © 2016

Journey to end with the light*

Journey to end with the light*

Life one day started out like a candle stick

Inside of it was its path, the wick

Once it was on its way to be lit

This light took direction and that was it

Melting it was through the moments in time

Each spot through this it made, oxygen it did find

Lower and lower the wick burned through

A steady flame that knew what to do

No longer was it to be upright and firm

It just kept moving onward, the wick it did burn

Dissolving with itself, a waxy build up in the blend

A lit step at a time, nearing it's end

One thing that was noticed, expiration so near

It was the past of this candle, that was slowly to disappear 

Once things are in motion there is only one thing do

Is surviving in the next moment, something they must go through

Like are friend the candle not goo from it's blend

But was it great use on the path from beginning to end

Dom*Colucci © 2016