Cosmic Consciousness Poem by Cyclopseven R

Waxing desires
Killing my thoughts,
One by one reaching the naught
Pulling the spirit out from wryness.
It’s the beginning of a dawn
My heart yearns for it long
An experience in cosmic consciousness
A rare kind, unsullied and blissful.
The sudden constriction of thoughts
Wiped the surface once covered by scratches
Giving rise to the subconscious existence
Only to lovingly let it vaporize into the universe.

Realization that dawn
Teaches me many new things
But, to let go the temporal is a must
An art - hard to learn and rarely come by.
I am sitting here staring at my mind
Whispering to my own self
The wonders of this creation
And, gently as I undo the woven desires
Thinner and finer I am becoming
Merging silently with the universal mind.

I know the rush is no more
Eternity takes charge from now
In that I go nowhere
And, I come from nowhere,
I just exist beyond the eyes that see,
And without the eyes I shall not cease from becoming.

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(Posted elsewhere before)