Was the Garden that was E"aten" really here?*

Was the Garden that was E"aten" really here?*

There was once a garden that had everything for man

All he had to do was be here where he stands

As he was given from that birth right his truth

All he ever needed was to stay centered and take root

But because in his deep meditated place

Something of another kind came into his space

He was aware of this and felt its force

But because of this feeling from this, he took another course

Now he seen that all around him was amazing

He was hypnotized from where he was in his gazing

He felt a sense to belong in this intrusion

But really this was not his place and became an illusion

Now something came across him and he felt trapped

He was duped in another belief and now had to take the rap

His body felt sore and not to be aligned

It seems he lost everything from this point in time

He went into struggle and felt naked and alone

Now pushed out of the garden of Eden on his own

He had laid a foundation of many offspring

But all of them where just in disarray, this is what life brings

From that beginning searching everywhere to no avail

Not even a place to guide with and follow a homeward trail 

From his offspring he searched for answers with any clues

But there was nothing there what was he to do

But a hint came along when the Buddha came here

Buddha had wisdom that made all to see clear

But only few took this advice in hearing within

Ah the way of life is still here in where to begin

But many apples on the tree seek dependency

It is that one apple that knows of this in being free

The core of all being sits right here in the center

Only few know of this and that is where they enter

All "of" the world's misery sit in what is out there

But one that finds within loses that and becomes aware

Suffering indeed is an attachment from eyes of desires

If that one wishes more of this then they shall tire

So all of mankind is of this apple tree it is Source indeed

It was his ego that kept the shell on that wisdom within his seed

When he knew he was no longer part of the world

He definitely seen something inside of him that made life unfurl

Now the world is in all of chaos, misery, agendas to follow

But all of that is ego that no wisdom here it is very shallow

When all get together for a cause to settle from all that disagree

They really are sheeple, not one individual sees the SOUL* to make them free

All those that follow have many kalpas or lifetimes of lessons 

They all rise and fall like the TAO* without learning the sessions

So you see since lifetime began man was already free on his own

It is just in his following externally, he always left his home

Dom*Colucci © 2020

Turn around at the corner*

Turn around at the corner*

Wondering aloud and wishful thinking as well

Was it man from spirit that he hath fell?

The eyes that have been looking, deceived from the start

This to me is how man from SOUL* went apart

A constant struggle from all moments in a story

Never reaching that moment when one finds glory

But yet those eyes that do get rest in the night

Only return with the same mindset in light

But the path moveth on and with optimism one seeks

Until the pivotal part of being hits its peak

So when we all came into this world there was no warner

The lesson we had to learn from this was always around the corner

Dom*Colucci © 2020

The moon clears the fog*

The moon clears the fog*

Smokey dark evening a dense sensation

The moments go by of some sort of destination

A slight spin of accuracy turns around the sun

The darker side of where I am as it still is one

I gaze upon the sky and note separating clouds

Somehow dissipation, an opening is allowed

Like a cigarette in an ashtray left alone

To burn out to the filter on its own 

A clearing is now seen in a glowing light

To have no mare darkness on a cloudy night

When the sky opens which one will see soon

From now what is left behind was a foggy moon

Dom*Colucci © 2020

Let it be, let it "wind"*

Let it be, let it "wind"*

Not noticeable but a substance makes it move

It comes out of nowhere and then finds a groove

It follows through as though it knows its path

And then when it speeds up more to become of a wrath

Tireless its momentum though it seems it has a mind

Destruction when it is quicker, obstacles like twigs in its find

When it is all over no matter what it left to see

It was the wind that came through without warning as its free

Dom*Colucci © 2020

The me I cannot see*

The me I cannot see*

The biggest mystery we are in

Is how we came here to begin

It may have been a physical thought

In manifesting a being to be sought

But where did that thought come about

It was a truth all the long without doubt

A direction that seem to be pointing here

Like an arrow straight on target, nothing veered

When it happened if you really knew

Your life would be in better view

But it is difficult in doing so and cannot see 

But if you knew you could see who made this "me"

Dom*Colucci  © 2020

Look what sees*

Look what sees*

Murky is the life one to choose

One that has given this life without any clues

But is it that one that does not wish to change

To live in complacency and be the same

Hard then as one does not grow

Because that is the only thing  that one knows

For eons that walked by and no one seen

Because their eyes were clouded in a fuzzy dream

As it is not a truth into dig what is externally void

But yet millions upon the population get easily annoyed

For it is compounded that running in circles to be

Yet those that keep looking hence they will never see

Dom*Colucci © 2020

Clear in being here*

Clear in being here*

In an essence of clarity to be

But when a thought arises one cannot see

Why is there static in where one has "mind"?

What do we look for of a world we cannot find?

So much has happened since the dawn began

We have left the center of who we are and stand

So from that the balance seems like it is gone

And it leads us to others but hence we are alone

But if we do find what holds us together

We have broken that attachment that keeps us tethered

That place is with us always and we must enter

For the laws of the Universe there keep us centered

Dom*Colucci © 2020