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

Heart has love unknowingly growing*

Heart has love unknowingly growing*

Where can this connection be when all is eternal open?

Forever continues to move beyond where words are not spoken

A deeper Universe that has no points that never could be seen

Points without substance to reality that it cannot be a dream

But yet a continuation that seems will never end

Broader in where one goes to start again and again

So what can this place be if we just kind of showed up

A blip into consciousness as something interrupts

I guess then if that is the case then a journey must be taken

And while along that road a lesson is in the making

And to find what this place was and to move into an unknown

Possibly to develop a kind of being that love in heart will grow

Dom*Colucci © 2020

"No" one is here now*

"No" one is here now*

A dot of consciousness appears

How in the world did it ever get here?

From who's "thought" did it arrive?

Is this the seed to begin to thrive?

But a deeper look into knowing this

From something a blind eye did not know it exists

With one's lack of knowing in how we got to be

That one attached to the external to look and not see

So one's energy was always in that direction the illusion has

Wasting towards a future and leaning more of a past

This is how duality plays over and over again

Not knowing what ever began and surely not no end

Dom*Colucci © 2020

Here stands for itself*

Here stands for itself*

The wheel is a devastating truth

It came out of nowhere without forming a root

It was suppose to be all by itself left alone

And to the one without touching that to be at home

But that wasn't to be and also not so

The being got agitated going to and fro

This was seen in the illusion some sort of mind

Now that being was detached from peace in a new find

But what did it accomplish a new image to look

Yes this find was now of suffering that became hooked

So it set itself outward of a world to prove this was

Without believing in consequences from conditions to cause

Now a new cross was to bear as it did not listen within

And living in the silence and stillness again and again

Instead it seems its new friend was to be misery and not free

This new being is also a coward with fear and ego as it is an identity

So where did identity come from all along

In a spiritual realm it never belonged

Its beauty is really nothing, truthful and pure

And its life is eternity being here always and that's for sure

Dom*Colucci © 2020