Writings for Peace, by Nikolai Ilyich

[NikolaiI]

Swimming in the sea of light,
I see a moment of true peace
Snging to my soul's respite -
Tmelessly, my soul's release.

I breathe, and breathing, live
In time and space, it seems to be.
I breathe, and breathing give
Another thought, and spirit free.

Creation is beautiful, friendship more,
To where I set my heart to roam,
To find the colours my bluebird wore;
Then once again I am at home.

Every word said breaks the silence,
To which alone my life belongs,
Boundlessness, peace, from whence
An eternity echoes our Song of songs.

I asked, for which I gratefully am
A listener, understanding quietly
The island to which once I swam
And the power to set my spirit free.

[NikolaiI]

By the time I finish writing this sentence. . .
I will have learned
infinite grief,
and infinite peace.
A joyful quintessence
of actions' surcease,
of darkness turned
and fears' release.

[NikolaiI]

Every voice is telling you to be true
to them,
But they should follow you:
If you are anything of a heart
pure and free
Then you should infinitely be
our leader:
For all that is good in me
is what is free
and sure, and kept alive
from innocent youth.

Love in me is something that
quickly faded when
childhood passed.
Joy in me is that which ever
remains,
It is that which experiences
a boundless love,
it prefers to stay hidden.

There is an infinite light
Within all
That fares not so well
When it is shared before it's ready-

For when innocence meets a cynic
The one is usually slaughtered.

But I attest with infinite faith
that I am greater,
that innocence is stronger:

Some may call it strengthener,
For it gives lives.
It is pure love alone which would
help us to save each other.

It is love which heals,
Which renews,
Which gives accuracy to bows.

I am here telling you, now,
we will heal.
But you must first become sane.

There are many maxims throughout
history,
Many poets, prophets, saints,
Shelley, Goethe, Blake,
Milarepa, Rumi, Sagan,
Bassui, Black Elk, Ramana Maharshi,
Laoze, Musashi, and our beloved Ralph Waldo;
They all knew life is so sacred,
So infinitely beautiful and spacious.

Lay down your arms - watch and see.
Lie down in front of the trucks;
Watch and see the bloodshed cease
When you do all, and relate all to peace.

[NikolaiI]

One breath to know the eyes are closed,
One breath to know my trust in you
is as great as my trust in infinite truth

If I could simply return to the beginning again
I would let go of everything, and return home
and remember that I healed my wounds time
and again-
feeling echoed is much the same
as it always is

when you return to bliss
-
what is bliss?
absolute peace
trust,
knowledge that one is alright -
creating infinite worlds without any effort -

I would return, and empty, and return.

Peace, my friend, returning again
an echo of sound, and of light -
an infinite echo, it returns to sight -

I have let go,
and,
without feeling,
died..

returning again I have lived,
and again,
I have died


wwwwhhhhhaaaattttt would I do
if I were you

breathing syllabus
upon syllabus

chasing phantoms
return true.

[NikolaiI]

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[NikolaiI]

You are very kind, and I am - we are -
very glad you are here.

I've lived and died a thousand times,
and it is a small thing
to throw my heart into the breech
once again -

I would trade my life for theirs,
give my heart and soul
for their protection. . .

This is why we fight.


My dear friend -
Sing a protection of my soul,


Come into my heart,
Shine from there eternally,
Lend your strength to me.

[NikolaiI]

Morning's come,
So many things are new.
Autumn's beginning-
Simple and clear today;
Fallen are the dead limbs,
Free and alive is our future.
- Onwards! Around, forever,
In the circle unbroken -
The jagged ridges, mountains,
Are clear and pure,
Eternal and endless -
Home to boundless life -
These mountains.

[from October, 2012]


http://www.online-literature.com/for...p?12616-Inside

I must have been reading Dogen. :]

[NikolaiI]

Take a shot at me; you'll never miss.
The folk scene in England,
California's freedom, the burning sun
Activity, dancing, drumming, this -
Is death returned to life.

Take a glance at me, you'll never guess
What nonsense is spoken in the hall,
They gave us not a thing, nothing at all,
Without listening, suddenly heard a Yes -
Mother to become a wife.

I'll set out sailing, glad to be free -
Singing out across the ocean
How each soul reached perfection
Gently placed in our shared melody
Oh sweet rest, silent rest, so tight -

Now there's a young soul glancing
All below that sheltering bough
That shades him and his loving cow,
The Truth in him, always laughing, dancing
Deep into the early morning light;

Thankfully, gratefully, JOYFULLY SING
These dancing folk mother nature's praise
Would find rest in work's perfection days
And wrapped up in love, most anything
Would seem most like a dancing step -

And power is here, but more so love,
Where light awakens heart's beauty song
And stepping light, there following along
A black swan where it should never be.
Timeless, out of space and without voice,
A formless bird from unknown dimension
Matchless - she's born of light and dark.
With divine beauty and infinite grace, all,
Unsung, nor heard, nor spoken, or known,
But written in hearts forgotten long ago,
Beyond our remembrance and forgetfulness -
Beyond the end of captivity and deliverance.




http://www.online-literature.com/for...33-Take-a-shot

[NikolaiI]

Maybe music will calm the ego
Maybe music will flatter the soul
Music follows us wherever we go,
Light's depth and beauty, we are whole.



http://www.online-literature.com/for...4281-Om/page18
[11-13-2010]

[NikolaiI]

Mahadeva,
your energy is great energy,
free of all but purest peace and bliss,
I don't think any have seen you
but I've gotten to see your place.
There's no one suffering there,
no one ever even hears of it.
The wind is a breath of gentle healing,
even the stem of a leaf is the same.


[9-21-2010]

[NikolaiI]

I've been looking at some of the ancient poems I wrote and this one. . . really kind of blew me away to see again.

http://www.online-literature.com/for...3-Shore-a-poem

I love some of my references, "My only friend," - Hendrix's song ;-) I think it's called "My friend."

[NikolaiI]

In a forest there lived, of great renown,
An empath who could not act his age-
The grandson of a time-lost mage-
In a cabin of wood, green-grey and brown.

Quiet summer seasons rolled through, and he
Spoke not a word, but quietly sang
Every song to relieve an earth-felt pang,
Every song to make life more free.

He told every secret to the squirrels and birds
Saving not a one for himself -
Daily he wrote in the books on the shelf,
But placed them back empty of words.

There is something to keep from the dreaming of sleep
That transcends words of power;
For days he kept still, on the peak of a hill,
in the dawn of a heart-kept hour.

So day by day, he passed this way,
Growing ever more so wise -
'til out of thought, untangled, uncaught,
Began the spirit's rise.

There's wisdom there, at the heart of it,
It never could grow stale,
If you would learn to tell the tale-
If the world could learn to quit.

There's nothing quite so easy as the spirit of poesy,
Absorbing heart-felt pains,
While flowing from Pure Land's freedom
As from a cloud that rains.

[NikolaiI]

[redo from post# 8]

Take a shot at me; you'll never miss.
The folk scene in England,
California's freedom, the burning sun
Activity, dancing, drumming, this -
Is death and life returned to bliss.

Take a glance at me, you'll never guess
What nonsense is spoken in the hall,
They gave us not a thing, nothing at all,
Without listening, suddenly heard a Yes -
An answer to their happiness.

I'll set out sailing, glad to be free -
Singing out across the ocean
How each soul reached perfection
Gently placed in our shared melody
Oh sweet rest, silent rest, so tight -

Now there's a young soul glancing
All below that sheltering bough
That shades him and his loving cow,
The Truth in him, always laughing, dancing
Deep into the early morning light;

Thankfully, gratefully, JOYFULLY SING
These dancing folk mother nature's praise
Would find rest in work's perfection days
And wrapped up in love, most anything
Would seem most like a dancing step -

And power is here, but more so love,
Where light awakens heart's beauty song
And stepping light, there following along
A black swan where it should never be.
Timeless, out of space and without voice,
A formless bird from unknown dimension
Matchless - she's born of light and dark.
With divine beauty and infinite grace, all,
Unsung, nor heard, nor spoken, or known,
But written in hearts forgotten long ago,
Beyond our remembrance and forgetfulness -
Beyond the end of captivity and deliverance.

[NikolaiI]

(a song and a singer)

Dearest Renbourn,
Music rising high through the soul,
Blessed melody, soothing and beautiful strains,
Reminding us we are whole,
As the day we are born -
Reward for our pains.

Blessed melody -
Spanning from the quiet center
Reunited friends
Never need to make amends;
Walking quietly, through the dark sacred night;
Loved completely.

[NikolaiI]

Dearest Renbourn,
Music rising from the soul
In beautiful, melodic strains
To remind us we are whole
As the day we are born -
A reward for our pains.


Little Niles -
From so many miles
You walked beside me,
Always kept my love free,
An angel hidden
In the healths of spirit
To release, when bidden
In the heart of composite

Life from the roots now
Pleasantly sing, oh how
you live -

Freedom was never sweeter
Than heaven's grace in you
And give
A light that's fleeter
To sweep on through,

Jazz variations
Speak volumes to the soul -
From star-lit imaginations
Unfolding from the whole -


The brightest Star from Heaven's gate
Was shining further to sublimate
The Hallowed ground, from love, full-driven
To unknown sound, from daylight given
From one whence fire has entered hurled,
Down to aspire and to this light of the world
Fingers can echo, the music can only create
And grow, when made by a heart aureate
And clothed in heaven's brightliest hues,
Aloft and accustomed to the widest views.