Reverie

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Windjana Gorge, North West Kimberley, WA

There is a state of mind –
a state of being in which,
at certain times, one arrives.
A state in which there is a loosening
and an expansion of consciousness.
Where one is neither asleep, dreaming nor, awake.
It brings a certain presence with it,
a witnessing of all experience and phenomena.
Past, present, future.
All that there ever is,
all that there ever was,
all that there ever will be.
In this state of reverie,
one may float in blissful awareness
whilst all that was once hidden
comes out to play.

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

The Book of Tree

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Red Gum Tree, Mernda, Victoria

Oh to be a tree
Observing and grounded
To sway with capricious winds
Yielding to uncertain weather
Rooted firmly in Mother Earth
To sense only the changing elements
And the slow turn of passing seasons
Equanimous under a trillion night stars
Bearing witness to passing creatures
Human beings and their monkey minds
Creating havoc and suffering
Whilst the trees practice contentment

Take a leaf from the book of tree
The wisdom of sublime existence

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

These Words

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Datura – Devil’s Trumpets – Crystal Castle, Mullumbimby, NSW

How many colours has my soul?
Which one is the strongest? Which one is the weakest?
Which one is the wicked?
Which one has the power to drag your soul into a journey that will challenge you?
Are you the wicked one? What colours are you?
Who is the one now reading intent into my words? Making assumptions?
Uttering righteous comments – making subjective judgements?
Which, like a medieval sword challenges my heart, confronts my soul?
Whilst others choose to use my words like a knife with two blades
Do my words have the power to awake a dormant flower under the ice?
Like a pale ray of sun breaking the heavy clouds in the mist of winter?
Is it poetry of the soul? Are they words from the divine?
Are they words that can say more than words can say?
Words that seek to describe that which is indescribable?
The ineffable, indefinable, transcendental, courageous, infinite.
These words of soul’s connection, soul’s expression of the divine
The devil’s trumpeting or, the angel’s sweet melodious intonations
Are you brave enough to receive them?

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

Chasm

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Caves, Bunurong Marine Park, Inverloch, Victoria

Something has burst
in my heart
it erupts forth
seeping through
the valley
of my breasts
pooling at my navel
overflowing my belly
an oozing molten lava
sliding through
an enchanted forest
mingling with
vibrant foothills
saturating
plunging
into the dark
intense heat
of my
melting
chasm

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

Infinite Universe

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I was born searching for my star and was offered this galaxy
It was almost too much to cope with at times
And me, just the tiniest speck amid this vast gathering
Way too minute to register on the universal radar
Insignificant but, breathing all the same
My steady lup dup heart mimicking the pulsing of distant unknown stars
Protons, electrons and neutrons circling each other
Repelling, attracting, pinging
All vying in a game of one-upmanship
Different formula, same dance moves
conjuring up the next spontaneous combustion
A big bang
A tiny pop
An apocalypse perhaps
Every now and then an unexpected turbulence or, a devastation
Perhaps a sixth dimension intervention
Exquisite, ephemeral, eternal, ineffable
I was born searching for my star
Was offered this galaxy
And ended up with an infinite universe

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

Existence

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Sunset, Western Highway heading for Ballarat

I am only satisfied when it burns cold
When the brittle edge of the chill
Kisses heat’s searing mouth
To the west, to the east, the north and south
That’s where I’ll be

In that place where extremes merge
In a fusion of simmering electrifying ecstasy,
Gifts are laid at the feet of the Goddess
Atoms swirl and twirl with feverish delight
No place for the faint of heart or, non-believer

A stark towering cliff face rises from the icy inferno
To meet the lucid swell of a restless ocean
A withering clash – a writhing crash
Steaming vapour gushes into an endless azure sky

A moist cloudy plume pierces the great nothing
Black and red and black and orange
As charged coils of energy gaily bounce
from base to crown – into existence they pounce

Bursting with life, simmering with death
Glorious sight to behold, the intake of breath
Then a long slow exhale and all is transformed
In the blink of an eye, the calm and the storm

Where, in the midst I sit, content and replete
Amid splendour and ice, symphony and heat
Dependant arising, a spectator’s humble delight
I am the mountain, that cliff face, the dark and the light

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

Refuge

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Dwell in that place
The Clearing
Be cushioned, cocooned
At the heart, consumed
Vibrant and expansive
Glowing warmly as if
Light streams to the core
What is more
Beams reflect billions of particles
Floating – weightless
Indiscriminate – faceless
In that place
No effort, no body, no mind
Vibration of the kind
To quell the restless being
Peaceful and freeing
No gaping divide
Between in and outside
Hanging in this zone
With Buddha alone

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

My Ocean

My ocean swells at your touch
my tide flows blissfully
toward my enchanted wetlands
seeping through brush
trickling down crevices
pooling and accumulating
languidly filling to its tidal limit
before dwelling
fulfilled and sated
at the precipice of my environs
silently awaiting
the subtle pull of the ebb
as sluicing, the smooth liquid streams
in suspended animation
glistening, ever onward, ever churning
to reunite with my vast sea

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

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Ajanta, Byron Bay NSW 2005

 

Aphrodite

If, in love’s bitter afterglow you were to spread a sea of jewels at my
feet and once more spray me with emphatic words of love and devotion

Would I succumb to your wanton ways?

Those doe innocent eyes appealing, that elusive chameleon sweetness
softly beckoning me to rise like Venus from the receding waves of torment

No hint of remorse to quell my pain

On your capricious ocean, my brittle shell boat rides the peak of
foam without substance, reeling from the maelstrom of your dark
peaks and troughs

That transparent mask you wear

Hurt sluicing through tender veins, battle weary and bruised
to the soul, I long for respite in that shared buoyant womb,
momentarily nurtured in a deceptive safe haven

   The cruel temptress of my fate

I am flotsam on the ebbing tide swirling back toward the deep swell
of your oceanlured by the charm of glistening moist pools and the
promise of fine weather

Duping sensibility, you seduce

Toward the allure of bliss I swim, where once again I will float in the
serenity of your harbour, gullible and self satisfying I foolishly trust
the transient calm of your seas

Ensnaring me in treachery

Tranquillity masks the rumble of distant thunder where storm clouds
frequent the horizon and waves gather ready to wreak havoc at a
moments notice dumping me in their wake

Destabilising my existence

Rising to meet the challenge of your dilettante guises, I have been
at my peril, unanchored and adrift in a vast unconscious ocean
– deep and unplundered

You will no longer tempt me

Adversity implores the netting of wisdom, the high seas challenge
an intrepid explorer where once drowning, now embracing the
mainstay and sailing for the solitary horizon

I am Aphrodite, I have risen to myself

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

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Ajanta, Coolangatta, 2007

Ties that Bind

These ties that have bound us throughout the eons
The undemanding presence of silken strands billowing
in a gentle breeze
In the eye of many storms
Along paths steep and wide
Always there
Ever ready
for the harnessing
Waiting for that moment 
in time
When the lessons have been learned
And conditions are most optimal
To make manifest this
Magnificence

(c) Ajanta Judd Words & Image

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Murrumbidgee River, Narrandera, NSW