Reality exists in nothingness
everything else is eliminated
equilibrium in the night of God.
A drifting circle of dissolution
dissolving in universe’s substance
soft and tender in solar timelessness.
Remains of the ego, mind and matter
unravel into cosmic consciousness
feeding the causes of evolution.
Slowly the Not self’s divine pure spirit
is freed from desires of the senses
the serpent of superstition is slain.
Second death on the astral knows no pain
Joy in reconciliation again.
Ascent into the Sky by Salvador Dali
Posted for dVerse Form for All.
Read there the wonderful ICE AT THE WINDOW by Samuel Peralta
I have the perfect place from the proceeds of my Barcelona show.
A crumbling fisherman’s cottage on this craggy coast.
Port Lligat has light, shade and ever changing colour.
Open to the sea but closed from behind by mountains.
Love at first sight, I have lived here from the first moment.
The deafening silence broken rarely by a boat coming to land.
The house grows at my hand like a true biological structure
and my studio is now complete.
I took my boat to Cadaques to meet a poet.
There I saw the second love of my life, his wife.
As I sailed my boat home I dreamed of Venus.
We danced together on the water and she had Gala’s eyes.
Picture Prompt from The Mag by Tess Kincaid
Venus and the sailor by Salvador Dali 1925.
Dali would have been about 22 when he painted this and Gala 10 years older.
Gala reflections, ripple on the inner planes, bringing strange magic.
Love of the artist, pictured in the mirror and captured on canvas.
Dali genius, brush strokes his beautiful muse, in telepathy.
She his sanity, protector and comforter, the love of twin soul.
The dVerse prompt to write a poem in form to look like free verse.
Father forgive them
for they know not what they do.
Rending of the veil.
Christ Crucified by Dali for Good Friday 2012
Prompt FORGIVE from Haiku Heights April Challenge.
Plant the seed of doubt
and negative thoughts are formed.
Go forward in faith.
Sacrifice is near.
Do not deny the saviour
for triumph follows.
Prompt DOUBT from The Height of Haiku April Challenge
The Last Supper by Dali
Artist and mystic
through the mirror of his love
sits Gala his muse.
Haiku and Photograph by Tigerbrite
The sacrifice is made, the passion over.
The sky black with the rending of the veil.
Earth rocked with terrible tremor
As silent wailing pierced the whirling winds.
It is over, the light of the Sun snuffed out.
Spirit descending to Hades, the terrible underworld
where souls trapped in purgatory repent their sins.
Only He can enter there to redeem them.
He comes to the lowest of the seven hells
to cut the ties that bind and clear the Karma.
The stench of evil quashed by his silent hand
As the Magdalene weeps.
Verse Copyright Tigerbrite
Christ Crucified by Dali
This is a poem I wrote last year, posted again for Holy Week.