Sunday, November 27, 2022

The point never was missed at all*



The point never was missed at all*


 The center of all things is sacred indeed

It is where the shell of the fruit breaks from the seed

When it becomes ripened its wisdom begins to spew

It is like a strong attraction the Source drew


It is in direct communication, and it is with its guide

Effortless is in its embodiment to enjoy the ride

It already knows without knowing psynchronicity is its place

Nothing but balance from where it is, looking face to face


Seek no longer and nothing ever to learn

It was here before as it always was, still is. A return?

That ah ha moment that coincides as KARMA has disappeared

You will never leave from this point, as this point always was here


Dom* Colucci © 2022


Switching gears from reverse*



Switching gears from reverse* 


Though once there, I came from as it was

From the dimness with illusion nothing but fuzz

Nowhere was really a destination forward to align

Fog in the innards part of the mind


Truth was in cosmos not seen

Lies walk like neighbors in that dream

Everywhere was confusion that will not leave

No matter how hard freedom was here, I did not believe


But a pardon came with no dismay

It said, follow through and go this way

But I looked to see where this was, as nothing was around

"To follow what?" I said, space was the surround


Then I realized that there was no objective here to resist

It was about an inner truth that did exist

So, I began to go within and dissipate from the dream to drift

That now I knew it was always here and all I did was shift


Dom*Colucci © 2022 

Sunday, November 6, 2022

The center has no past*



The center has no past* 


Alone is the past as it sits by itself

Like a book in a bookstore tucked away on the shelf

No gatherings are there but only resting dust

That it had to go somewhere as it was a must


Nothing ever arises from it but memory lane

The mind cannot see clearly when it has this stain

People say that it seems we all learn from it

But in an awakened state this will not fit


So, what good does the past serve you if it is always now

Ushering in wisdom on a constant as this gets a bow

And the 4 characters of ZEN* speak suffer, joy, love and forget

As then we must say there is no past and you ain't seen nothing yet


Dom*Colucci © 2022


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...