Freedom soars and sings*

Freedom soars and sings*

Upon blue skies so far and vast

Open invitation, clouds have past

The red tail takes to this and soars

To be of this freedom evermore

With wind to glide under its wings

For in this silence, its song it sings

Dom*Colucci 2013

"Leave" it alone...that is why it is fall*

"Leave" it alone...that is why it is fall*

A monk at a ZEN* monastery was told by the ZEN* master to clean up the leaves in the yard. It was the end of fall and the yard needed to be attended to. So the monk set out to clean up the yard by raking it. When he was done he was proud of what he did to make the yard all tidied up.

So a good breeze came by and the wind took most of them away from the pile. The monk was now perplexed and confused as now he had to do his work over again to satisfy the ZEN* master's wish. So he hurried as fast as he could to put the pile back together in one big heap.

Then all of the sudden as you would not believe, the wind became more violent and blew all the leaves around the yard with no other choice but to wishfully buy more time in cleaning the yard up.
But to no avail that he had seen the ZEN* master coming down the pathway to inspect the monk's work.

When the ZEN* master came to the monk and looked out at the yard, of course the monk became very nervous, the ZEN* master was ready to say his words about how the yard looked. Nervous as the monk was, the ZEN* master with a look of discernment in his eyes exclaimed, "PERFECT!!!!!!...a job well done." 

All things in life are meant to be the way they are suppose to be, we just have a tendency to correct them to look good in one's eye and not see the meaning why it is just that it is. A dirty floor will be cleaned but once again the floor after such cleaning becomes dirty once again. It has been dirty all the long. The emphasis should be placed on what is within that one to see that all things are already done as the Universe has already done so. In this case the Universe wished it to be left alone as it knows exactly what to do next with those leaves.

Dom*Colucci 2013

~I believe I read something like this on yahoo once~so the credited goes to that one that wrote this as well*

Here it comes, there it goes*

Here it comes, there it goes*

Little by little, it moves as it creeps

It knows of a day to come to make it keep

Light comes above it, to show the summit is alive

The mountain is now seen as it does arrives

But it journeys a little more before darkness settles in

Then to disappear and start over again

From what one can say as to perceive

It takes the daytime for the mountain to arrive

And the night time to make it leave

Dom*Colucci 2013

"Carry" on while you can*

"Carry" on while you can*

Freedom of the plastic bag

Running away without a snag

Tumbling and stumbling in the road

Traveling so light, no heavy load

Open that I see floating away as you are gone

Nothing inside your container to "carry" on

Dom*Colucci 2013

Grasp no notion but nothingness alone*

Grasp no notion but nothingness alone*

The suffering that one takes is all alone

For that one does not see that this they own

Others may have many trials as well

The misery that comes out in the stories they tell

But one should look deep within to see

That it is really nothing at all that can set them free

So with this notion that you have and to also go through

Become the same nothingness that ignorance cannot hold onto

Dom*Colucci 2013

~Haiku~

Buried in the ground

A shell brings life

Flower has resurrected*

Dom*Colucci 2013

~Haiku~

A beggar refuses

Dark corner to live

A sparrow has eaten*

Dom*Colucci © 2013

~Haiku~

One drop seeks

Falling with no return

Perfect are the ripples

Dom*Colucci © 2013

~Haiku~

Tough is the climb

Feet walk with eyes

Heaven now is born within*

Dom*Colucci © 2013

Fall has awakened*

Fall has awakened*

Morning arise, darkness it "tried"

Sun comes out, shadows they hide

Another moment has come into this day

Effortlessly it walks on its way

Autumn is here, as it begins

Colors of harvest to do it again

Sweet was the days of warmth, now they past

To usher in cooler days that come at last

Dom*Colucci 2013

The river up above*

The river up above*

Clouds are moving in, so massive they are

Very rapidly they move closer, not too far

Yes you feel maybe something could be worst

The crackle of thunder, lightning from a burst

A deluge has come, the floods from the cloud

No stopping this for openness did allow

But look a little closer and see it so fine

It is only small drops of rain, filling in quickly the space in time

Dom*Colucci 2013

Here not t"here"*

Here not t"here"*

What does one look at?

It cannot be this for this is not that

Am I the filler in the movie played out?

To be constantly in a world creating doubt

No, this is not so that I see

For what is outside to be not me

Yes I do see something within I am aware

When I look outside now, for I am no longer there

Dom*Colucci 2013

Here is the only place ever*

Here is the only place ever*

Struggle to go on into a future ahead

That struggle is not needed but to be present instead

But many still push believing this is so

They are not learning what is now, this is what it shows

Putting themselves in a dilemma and trying to be clever

Here can never be moved, anywhere ever

Dom*Colucci 2013

It is "still" beautiful*

It is "still" beautiful*

Lazy afternoon watching it all go by

Birds and bees buzzing with no question why

Just sitting next to a willow tree near a pond

Peace in the surround, as I come to calm

Take it all in the serenity that is here

This settling within myself becomes crystal clear

No where to to be of and no where to go

Only to piece it all to together right now

This beauty that I know

Dom*Colucci 2013

Freedom does not go back to war*

Freedom does not go back to war*

Throughout all since time came, man has fought

Seems to look for independence in what he sought

But fighting never makes one free

You may just have to let things go to wait and see

You set up an agenda in your "mind"

Freedom is not now then later to fight and be in a bind

No this was never learned throughout all history's age

Freedom is a bird that has found an opening and forever left its cage

Dom*Colucci 2013

Nothing but spirit within*

Nothing but spirit within*

Take a look above at the sky

Really get a gander in your eye

You see things floating, clouds wandering free

Nothing around them but allowing them to be

Now that they are moving on, to go somewhere

They have taken themselves inward and became thin air

Dom*Colucci 2013

Leave it alone for it is behind you now*

Leave it alone for it is behind you now*

It was wisdom that was inherent

Then why does one take a path in torment

When I see this, why is this with me?

Something that is dual and attached to be

A darkened outline hiding from the light

If light is my guide, why is this not also in sight?

Is it my past that comes on this road?

To put me to the test and see if I break under the load

I guess then that this is meant for

To find on our own, that open door

But really there is no open door at all we see

Just to open our eyes and our hearts to be free

So what is behind us now lets go

It was only a shadow, nothing important this I know

Dom*Colucci 2013

It is the wind*

It is the wind*

Where does the wind ever come from?

It shows up briefly, then it's on the run

No course of action to ever react

Leaving temporarily and then coming back

What purpose does this do and where is it now?

An opening in the Universe, that makes it allowed?

As for the time being it is peace once again

Until a breeze begins, it is the wind

Dom*Colucci 2013

Trust yourself, you know who you are*

Trust yourself, you know who you are*

Who doth cross into the unknown land?

There is no one there to give you a hand

You slip away into oblivion you see

No longer playing a part that you are not to be

When you do go away from what was not you

You will see who you are so absolutely true

Though it may seem that your on your own

Look again for you are not alone

The picture is now clearer, for where you stand

Indeed it is within now that gives you a hand

For you have now merged with that one who is whole

You are the big picture, it is you of wisdom. You as the Soul*

Dom*Colucci 2013