~You are not a question to ask of yourself, as you already known since birth who you are*

~You are not a question to ask of yourself as you already known since birth who you are~

~The sage needed to know who he was~He asked the master this question?~"Who am I?"~

~The master looked at the sage in is eyes and said~"You already know of this~You cannot attain who you are by asking a question that is already been shown to you"~

~The sage was perplexed a bit~

~Then the master went on and said this~"If you wonder who you are in this moment right now, you will always wonder in everywhere you go~For the wonder that you are has been provided already~If you drop what questions you arise from then you become solid in where you stand from and be of this present that you are~You will then realize that who you are never left you in knowing now who you are~hence therefore that you are as it is no question~All of the environment you walk into never asks the question in who are you and what are you doing here?~For if you see this deeper it was you that made such environment that you always enter into~So in essence something knows of you without question that it asks for you to be in this environment that you belong so then it knows you are and where you are to always be"~

~"See, it is the present and it is you that made this without question at all~So then, you are you that made all to happen around you that you made before you ever arrived as the present has never left you but something within you made it all for you to be~With no question at all~Does an arrow wish to ask where it is going when it is already shot from the bow?"~

~The sage never asked the question again for then he knew where he was always to be and that is who he is~for he was never that question ever*

Dom*Colucci  © 2014

Darkness on the bright side*

Darkness on the bright side*

Another Saturday has come with gloom

Gray skies above make darkened rooms

No sunlight has showed up, no break in the clouds

Here I sit in a space with my Soul* right now

As moments move pass and the clouds to a darker gray

This gloom keeps a tight hold, yes here to stay

But my companion is what I hear as I sit and write

Tearing away the gloom and gives a break for some light

A cup of coffee that that makes this all come together

Seems as I write onward, do not care about the weather

This place as I took solace and peace right here

Tho it is still like a shadow that comes so near

Coming the end of such words of mine

Seems even tho there is gloom, this still is fine

I watch the skies get darker, this day goes by

The night with more darkness comes low and stays high

Dom*Colucci  © 2019

Happy Now Year*

Happy Now Year*

Another year that has walked away

Like so many others before, not here to stay

But yet this thing called time it always moves on

The second you enter a moment, that moment is gone

The ball has dropped in New York City's Time Square

A sense of hope and change goes about and fills the air

Could this be the year where my whole life is aligned?

Or another year goes past, auld lang syne?

Many a people wander around so aimlessly

"Trying" so bad to look for something they just cannot see

As time goes by fast, quicker are the dates

The older one gets, did I miss something or was it too late?

But yet to the wise there never was this thing called time

Only to the fool its conformed everyday lost in its find

For they do not know that the present is always now

No matter where they go here stays with them it allows

So when the sun goes down into the west

The light brings a shadow in as it begins to rest

The moon arrives from the east and settling begins

Starry. starry night is in vastness, eternity never ends

So you see that one with time that consistently believes

They live in their own falsehood and are truly deceived

So what I am saying to you has always adhered

There was no such thing as time, you were always here

~But from me to you if you still believe~

~Happy New Year~

Dom*Colucci  © 2019

Silently I heard within*

Silently I heard within*

A voice that was heard, said "give me a try"

My hand starting writing and I did not know why

It was making a composition in what I seen in my thoughts

Could this be the purpose, my life I sought

So I started to put words down and began to type

Phrases come clearly without any hype

Deeper I was going from that voice deep within

I did not know when to stop or how this was to end

Flowing my words came like a river to the sea

This source was feeding sense from a Soul* within me

Hence the composition became music of rhythm, poetry

My Soul* was coming alive feeding me wisdom within me

I was learning finally how life should be played out

Seems all my life I was a contender, fighting in a bout

But now since that time I started to write words to a poem

I seem to know my origin as this is my home

I will go from now on with this love I have found

And never feel my words held back or even bound

From the day that I did this it seems it will never expire

It comes from the Soul*, my wisdom, passion and my fire

Dom*Colucci  © 2019

~A walk home here~

~A walk home here~

Twas the night that fell upon the land. The moon made a showing and laughed at the darkness. It was its face that seen the light and was bright, filled with radiance as it shown. It decided to stay awhile and soak up as much as the evening that it could. It just sat there enjoying every moment that here was making for it.

But it knew that soon something was coming its way that it seen and was on its face. Daylight was recalled and the sun was overpowering in such light to come back and stay as much as the moon was. So the moon was slowly walking away from the darkness. No matter how it tried to be of such brilliance it had to leave. So it turned its back to allow what was entering in its life to come. No argument or disagreement but allowing what needed to be done.

Yes a few early morning clouds did arrive but they were like a curtain revealing a stage show in the heavens to show the star attraction. It was the sun preparing its wonder in guidance for the day. It arrived in full splendor and all spirits were aimed high with love and happiness.

As it danced around in the sky remaining just as balanced as the moon, it knew as well that it had to tuck itself away to allow the night to come and blanket all in its darkened shade. So slowly it slotted itself beyond the west to return once more in another part of time.

Once again a cycle was completed and returned but it really never left nowhere but just showed itself off and making itself known as this is its nature. So it seems that there is never no place to go to when you are already here as it is just a walk that you see something within and never do you leave that place to be without. Your home is always with you and will never abandon you because here is a place that never leaves.

Dom Colucci © 2013 

No longer needed*

No longer needed*

There was a time so long ago

A talent was hidden I did not know

Writing it was as it came to form

Words of wisdom to the Soul* so warm

As I moved along words became more clear

Transparency my aim, I felt it so near

Quotes from inside so deep

Sowing seeds within, a harvest to reap

So I ventured outward in social media to be on

This platform to my authorship has begun

Writing was getting easier and fluidity did the trick

Rhythm I was hearing,  love of this began to stick

So I went to a site intent was its name

My life was moving postively, nothing the same

I stayed on that platform, a few years went by

But another platform came and I needed to try

It all began with an invitation in August 2009

I started right away and knew this would be fine

I posted a few lines then a poem or two

This was my platform to be as I tried something new

A few years went by and people liked what I did

My words revealed my truth and nothing was hid

I was getting better and three blogs I did create

The best talent was my poetry skill, this was my fate

I did run into some people that did resist

I had to block them and now no longer exist

The more I was into this platform, the more it seemed no gain

For some reason or another, energy was starting to drain

I was doing my best to keep up and stay afloat

I was no longer calm, as this place rocked the boat

This was suppose to be fun and write what was on your mind

But creepy stuff began to happen, this I was to find

I pressed on but awhile I said "a little more"

I knew this was coming to expire, what am I here for?

This place I grew fond of over the years

Was no longer an inspiration, why am I here?

Yes, I finally convinced myself I will take this back on the road

And move my literature to another home, another abode

So it was nice to hear from all with comments and likes

And to show everyone my words of wisdom and photos from my hikes

It seems this platform no longer I can trust

Bombardment of same old same, political agenda made it bust

Now I will find somewhere else to finally be

Another place to write that makes me happy

I now know in letting go and to detach

This platform fading away, no longer my catch

I have learned a lot from being here all the time

I got it out of my system, this attachment in my mind

To all the ones that I have to let go

Maybe another time and a different show

It was fun everyday to be here to post once again

But now I say goodbye to Facebook and all my friends

Dom*Colucci © 2018

Home in the heart*

Home in the heart*

I embarked on a journey deep within my heart

Pondering where to begin right from the start

So I set off into a  calm state of being

Then from this it works into the seeing

Richness in a bloodstream but burden is there

Every corner I come up to I take it without dare

I feel brave that a spirit is my guide

Where I am heading, truth does not hide

Now I see there is no misery or hassle

But why did my heart feel like it was prisoner in a castle?

Could it be that ego was insecure?

That is the possibility, I am sure

Deeper I go the more warmer I feel

No longer from this ego my heart it cannot steal

Yes I was diverted once long ago in time

The heart always in anxiety, no grace or rhyme

The destination I sought is now in sight

There is no more shadows only transparent light

I see the birth where I began

The seed of a tree where strength does stand

I am now in the origin and right at home

No longer of a world to be all alone

As it was the Soul* to make the heart be

And to be always at home where I can see

Dom*Colucci © 2018