Monday, December 26, 2022

To ("C") see in the one and enters*



To ("C") see in the one and enters*  


As the days go by and the older one gets

Still in the search as you ain't seen nothing yet

So, what is one to do in this quest?

To keep moving onward until expiration is one's rest?


Many will not see this as they are taught in what they are to learn

But there's another side away from non-sense if one returns

And that side is that one whole and complete

To seek what is within in merge of the SOUL* to meet


Yes, it is of balance, and it holds harmony too

And from that it already knows of the who are you

That is where all life stems and emanates one has entered

Suffering is now no longer as this one has found their center


Dom*Colucci © 2022


Know one to no one*



Know one to no one*


Does anyone know who God is?

Does anyone know that God exists?

The whole world is in commotion 

But no one comes up with this notion


That ignorance is bliss to its taste

And the SOUL* goes to a wrongful waste

And yet people go through a struggle day by day

Hating each moment in having their way


But that is OK that no one sees but looks

In search of answers through others and books

But sorrowful as it seems though I laugh

That everyone seems to be a joke or a gaffe


So, I continue in my silence and become still

That the day will come but only until

All will be unhooked and no longer latched

From the God within and the ego unattached


Dom*Colucci © 2022

Why am I who?




Why am I who?



 There is still a part of man

To this day he cannot understand

Where did he ever come from?

From the moment of birth until he is done

This has to be the greatest mystery played out

Ever theory he comes up with is fill with doubt

So, for the longest time he can be of and asks why

He will never get a clear picture in question to say;;;who am I?


Dom*Colucci © 2022


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


Sunday, October 23, 2022

Where did one go when nowhere is here?*



Where did one go when nowhere is here? *


What is that which is amongst time?

Does the consciousness know of what is mind?

No one really sees on how the function moves about

The skeptics in their logic and yet proving doubt


The obstacle keeps all those in the dark as no one is to see

Really all is in the box never to be free

A KARMIC delight holds on to the contempt

Judgment as a ritual as to nowhere it went


But lo to the awaken of true self is here

That to which is that cyclic now disappears

Where was this person when all was dim?

Why heck all one had to do is turn their eyes within


Dom*Colucci © 2022

Wind, a forced entry*

 Wind, a forced entry* A wind blowing day, is outside my door Whipping all around but don't know what for Maybe it is to show its streng...