I thought to share some poems i wrote about seven to ten years ago on God. . .Origin. . .and Existence.

Moderator, please do not move to the literature section because these poems are centred on God.

VISIONS OF LIGHT
Existence Secondary


[The next three Poems form "Visions of Light - Existence Secondary"]

These came through to me on a marijuana high I believe. Don't worry, its been a while and I don't do that no more.

Visions of Light

Steady bands of light
Bands of light in nothingness
The rows of steady white
Bands of light in still darkness

They flow through the remote
The oneness of intelligence
A meaning to connote
The ancient fluorescence

They’re coming from a source
Cynosure of all cause
Bastion of light force
Rector of all laws
The centre that is BE
The origin of me

Existence

Mind of Idea
Body insincere
Living in a blue world
Circling a red star
Which is one of many
Burning in the blackness

All around the essence
The meaning of existence

Adonai

What spark lit
In the silent
Emptiness
Who lit it
In the brooding
Darkness
Whence did HE arise
Existence realize
Name itself 'WHY'
And become ADONAI

ORIGIN
Existence Original

[The next three poems form "Origin: Existence Original] - Oh, these were written in a sober state, I recall. . .

Origin

A stagnant nothingness of black
No time, no space, just dark
Mother of being is naught
The bastion of light this fought

Perfect, serene and tempered
Beauty unremembered
The bastion of light dismembered
Beauty darkly rendered

From such a state serene
Did commence our being
The force of light to hover
The unseen divine lover

Black Satisfaction

When I become hot
Sweating and needing inside
Shivering for that body
Wanting so much that essence
Only the thick hot naught
Hot and dark inside
Cynosure of her body
Will capture my fluorescence

Ditto is with life
It jerks, it creeps it thunders
Thrusting its hot wonder
Into the sticky darkness
Which is death, deep under

To fully comprehend
This ironic bend
It is from same darkness
That Light and BE is wrought
From inside her woman wetness
Is every baby brought…

So we work and play
While light is through the day
We work our way to sleep
The serene darkness deep

In this doctrine stands
Existence’s whole bastion
We will wander lands
Until black satisfaction

A Serene Naught

At passion’s strenuous height
We’re nearly near the light
When we reach that core
Passion struggles no more
The jerky climax wrought
A serene naught

A perfect beauty one
To light it lost its crown
Mother of being is naught
A serene naught

And serene wrought
The essence of all BE
The bastion of light it brought
For all men to see…

From the woman’s womb
Where we dwelled serene
To the woman’s tomb
Is life’s final win…

[From a set of 4 Poems titled "The Lifedream"

The Lifetimes

Landing in the world
Scenes past fast washed away
My memories of eternity
Locked in life’s deep cave

Going through the deaths
While one stands and lives
I have known the deaths
That passion only gives

What will be the prize
The arrow and the bow
The tired tired eyes
The wonder and the woe…

Moment of One
[From a set of three poems titled "Unison"]

Now
Utter utter strength
Endow
Final final length

Feel
Very very BE
Kneel
In life’s final sea

Know
The meaning of the dream
Flow
God’s eternal team

Beautiful poems, DS. Beautiful. The "sober" ones certainly come through better than the "high" ones, particularly Origin and A Serene Naught.

I agree with MyJoe. I have poems to share too though they have nothing to do with God. I need critiquing actually. They're part of a short story collection.

Deep, you fit make God blush o

beautiful poems >>> really >>> they are >>> wish I could share mine >>> if they will so shine