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To One and All... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The poems in the following * POEMS01.HTM * file have been arranged in the order they have been written. The depth and nature of the poems therefore indicate the changes the author experienced during the time they were produced. There are more than 540 poems and the quality between the first ones and the last ones is remarkable! Many of the poems practically wrote themselves and all I had to do was sit still long enough for them to come through. At the time I was totally amazed where they all came from. Often I thought that I had become that good all of a sudden. This naturally is not so, for all I did was function as an instrument or channel of the Soul I really am. I hope that many of these poems speak to the Soul you are, and if so; they really come from you! The poems in all their "simplicity and profoundness" form a course in metaphysics just by themselves. It is possible therefore to go through them one by one, and learn more than by reading a stack of books. The poems in these files are aspects of my Higher Self and with great pleasure do I hereby dedicate them: - To the World of Man and his Infinite Endeavours - Only because of the steady performance of my Benefactors have my poems been realized. Humbly I acknowledge the great changes and growth that took place within me in the years 1979 to 1984. Sincerely yours, Gerardus Everardus Tros -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- JUST WHAT I SEE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Am I to write... for Man to read in Letters to be upon agreed? No... Hell no... I write what's Me and spell in Words just what I see. And if it's you who I offend still let me be your steady Friend. For what you hear... in what I say are only Words... in perfect play. Read it... like it.. or disagree... I only write... just what I see. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01003-1979/80 A SPIRIT DIVINE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Blare out these Lines loud and bold renewing Sense that's grown too old Blare them out in Sky and Space renewing Mind in Soul Embrace Blare them out and feel my Sound renewing Thoughts that have unwound Blare them out and hear the Sooth renewing you with total Truth Blare them out Line for Line renewing you... a Spirit Divine. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01004-1979/80 I LIVE.... I CARVE... I REMEMBER ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To live is carving Memory deep within the Soul. To die is to remember the Lines of Carving. To improve is to live again and to remember it all. We all carve again... and again until Time Unfinished. Many Lives... and many Carvings are needed. Understanding of Life and the Adherence of the Law make the Body Immortal. Without Disease.... without Death. Carving the Soul is Painful. It takes endurance... and Light. The Light of the Intelligence guides carving and remembrance to Perfection in Eternity. I live.... I carve... I remember. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01005-1979/80 FROM BEGINNING TO END ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am but a leaf in a forest of many sparkling and shining in colours like any. Living to fall in pure delight in colours a plenty... brilliant and bright. I was in the making since Time's begun living in pleasure and fed by the sun. The wind is my pillow... the night is my rest to be just one leave is what I do best. Displaying my colours in endless pursuit washed by the rain and sustained by my root. I am but a part of this friend my tree I am but a leaf... but I also am me. I did not ask to be here at all neither do I know... my time in the fall. I am what I am... but a leaf from a tree resting on wind... in sun that is free. I am part of creation and when I do fall I am just asleep... still part of it all. For tomorrow I rise and sustain my friend and live yet again from beginning to end. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01006-1979/80 AND PERFECT SOUL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At death in becoming completely free I leave this body.. that is not me. I advance as in a dream-alive my shell will rot... but I survive. For once again... upon the end I leave behind my body-friend. Some roads I found too much inclined and some I took were self designed. For on this path of thoughts and deeds I walked some roads for ego's needs. But on this planet... this Cosmic-School one should not be a body-fool. For fools but arrive... to but return from Planes-Divine to life's sojourn. So lay your path... to find your goal with roads inclined and perfect Soul. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01007-1979/80 NO OTHER MUSIC ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ From the Lute of God... I am but one note and when God plays... I perform. I rise and meet the Rays of the Sun in blended Brilliance. There I meet my Brothers and Sisters we form a beautiful melody that engulfs us. We dance... and the rhythm propels us to the highest heights. We reach the levels of delight and ecstasy... in Nirvanic Trance. God plays until Eternity embraces the infinite rainbow. We are rapturous delightful colors. We listen to the infinite nuances of God's Symphony. We are this Symphony... we did not know. We are listening and composing with God... We Are The Song of Songs. The Song of Songs composed by Love. From the Lute of God... I am but one note God plays and I perform forever. There is... no other Music! -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01008-1979/80 BY TOUCHING OUR SOUL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When I talk sex... and crack a joke I am their guy... I am their bloke. The more degrading or base the end the more I rise and be their friend. But when I talk of God Divine their faces change... I'm out of line. Their friendship ends and they feel itchy they feel offended... they feel twitchy. Why is it... that when I touch their Soul they feel embarrassed... out of control. And how can I... to my friends reveal the Secret of Life... the Goal so Real? -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01009-1979/80 A TOUCH OF GRACE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The emptiness within my Soul cries for fulfillment of the Whole. I need to find its deepest Core and fill it up with Self some more. So that the echos of my mind do not rebounce or sound unkind. So feeling-thoughts will be my norm to fill my space and give me form. The emptiness filled up with Me is what determines what I will be. For the difference between you and I is the way we feel and see the sky. So let me be... and feel some more to fill myself from core to core. With thoughts of us... this earthly Race with kindness and a touch of Grace. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01010-1979/80 AND MAKE IT GROW ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There is no Time or Distance I do fear for in my thoughts they are but here. Within my mind I but create the limits in which I self-relate. But to my Spirit... eternal free my Consciousness does silent plea to raise my limits to Infinite Space to the multi-dimensional Spirit Race. Still yet... as man... since Time's begun in all I am.... I see the Sun... the Moon the Stars... the Worlds-Sublime as unfolding Thoughts... since Eons'-Time. But yet... oh God... in Space Divine show me the space... I could call mine? Teach me your Wisdom... your Eternal Glow enlighten my Spirit... and make it grow. Yes teach me your Wisdom... your Eternal Glow enlighten my Spirit... and make it grow. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01011-1979/80 IN DIFFERENT FORM ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This mind... this matter... it is not chance that I awakened out of trance. This entity... body... mind and Soul are part and total of the Whole. Enhancing sights of worlds in motion created divinely by God's Devotion. It is but the wandering... foolish thought that creates the questions that are wrought. In reality mind and matter are the same but form a puzzle like God's name. So are the concepts time and space baffling man from race to race. They are but puzzles... to be inquired but form God's total as desired. From deep within... it's my conclusion that time and space is our illusion. And God's sum of mind and matter is God's energy in different scatter. So in this Universe... this Concept Divine Mind and Matter... Space and Time Thought and Substance in every norm are the Infinite One in different form. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01012-1979/80 IN GOD'S... YOUR TIME ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Eons ago... when you and I were only dust in darkened sky the Primal One or All That Is created Man to be his bliss. And through the ages we lived and learned explaining Life... to them concerned. But the primal question... how you and I descended from this darkened sky is still unknown as it should be for who are we... for who are we? We are not asked to know or to explain the Splendid Works in Earth Domain. For no human... in whatever form has the knowing of Cosmic Norm. We should but listen to the voice inside and by this Law in awe abide. For every creature... high or low is but a Spark of Cosmic Glow. So with this Cosmic Light inside look into skies and worlds-awide. And wonder... about this work Sublime in awe and pleasure in God's... your Time. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01013-1979/80 GREATER THAN TIME AND SPACE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have traveled the Road from its very beginning. And I will proceed toward its very end. No Power in the World and no Force in the Universe can delay me. For I am the way I am because of the Road. Which is lonely and full of Obstacles. Ever climbing.... but beautiful. I know but the part I travelled and it is the Unknown I long for. The Road and I will meet in Infinity and there I will find my Soul. Eternal.... and in Perfect Order. Equal to the Spirit of Obstacles and greater than Time and Space. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01014-1979/80 FOR THE WILL THAT DELVES ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yes... I know... while they are still groping for I have been... where they still stare. Yes... I have found... the Truth that's hidden by the Earth that is not there. For the Truth... that is my Knowledge is the Knowledge that comes free by the Light of the Intelligence that's hidden deep obscured by me. To free the Light of the Intelligence is to agonize the Inner Mind with the pain of deeper thinking about one's-self and Human kind. Within the mystery of Human thinking is the point of no return that will be found in Books of Wisdom from the Wise of this sojourn. It is the Treasure of Understanding that within our very selves lives the Light for the Enlightenment waiting for the Will that delves. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01015-1979/80 THAT THEY DO MISS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wondering at the Man I am I question the part I am of Man. Am I enough of Man as is or am I just the part they miss. Or am I the part that in its play brought Man to gloom and deep dismay? Oh... could I but be of greater Soul enlarging Man in total Whole. And be just more a man of bliss to fill the part that they do miss. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01016-1979/80 AS WAS FORETOLD ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Multitudes of People of all kinds and size have reality reflected into their eyes from shadows on the wall they face and think they see the world and space. And by the patterns on their blind wall they study Man and know it all. Should ever one just turn around to leave and ascend to higher ground the dimensions of Truth at last would show the ignorance of the past. And upon seeing the Truth and Light he would sense his duty and his plight and so return to past and place bestowed in time to tell his race. But finds... that all in blinding stare still study Man in dark despair. No words of wisdom or kind appeal do make them turn to Life that's real. The fascination of the world in slime enslaves and binds them to their crime. And their opinions and their will slants the Enlightener for their kill. For they believe to live so well with Spirits dead and Souls in Hell. And the Reality-Beyond that was behold was God-Itself... as was foretold. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01017-1979/80 YOUR FINAL GOAL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am the Poet who died and left and was of his due recognition bereft. But now I relive to continue still to speak with power and determined will. I speak with inspiration from Planes Divine to create again the words that are mine. I do not respeak for the recognition I need but the bring a message for you to heed. So pay attention to the time I am around for the message I repeat has no hollow sound. "In this World where you live in company with your Brother and your Eternal Soul you are to live and remember your ultimate Purpose and final Goal" -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01018-1979/80 OF WHAT'S TO BE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I but reflect on space that's dead producing feelings loaded with lead. I but reflect on rock and stone creating feelings bare and alone. So... in brilliant sun with shivering will. I speak in words with deadly skill. In brilliant Sun with rays that are me. I repeat and repeat this urgent plea. "To Make The Light Abundant And Free Yes... Clearer Yet... For Them To See" "For life as known to you and me is but a part of what's to be" -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01019-1979/80 WEIRD AND ODD ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I travel through space at enormous speed in shape and form of human breed. I travel around by day and night sustained by earth and blinding light. I but see my ego's need and do not have belief or creed. Only to pleasure do I respond and I don't care what is beyond. I am but only bones and blood and fully grown from dust and mud. No questions ever are in my mind that lead to answers of different kind. For I do not want to know... and why this world keeps racing through the sky. Me and my pleasure form a total whole and I don't care about no Soul. I rather spend my day and night plucking fruits in equal flight. For as long as I have my meat and bone I leave my Spirit-Soul alone. How could such Spirits ever be... for you can't be... what you can't see. And people who believe in God... they are but silly... weird and odd. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01020-1979/80 THE ONE THAT'S ME ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Often... in the space I seem to be I cannot find the one that's me. Therefore I search for Light and flightly flee to lift my eyes to them that see. I am not like the flowers and the bee they do not seem to think like me. For they enjoy their life as life whereas I but find a daily strife. Where can I rest in space at rest creating peace and rest at lest. Where can I go and secretly flee to be myself... the one that's me. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 01021-1979/80