Do You?

Do you think that this was going to be easy

this love I bear in you?

Everything else

is like a mad scramble

like the screams of monkey’s in the trees

-it is how the mind is.

 

Sink into forgetfulness

and into the bliss

a warm buoyant presence

rises up all around

it makes others so ripe.

 

So you chase after me

day after day.

I know how hard it can be sometimes

this vagabond life you lead

having given up so much

for nothing else but this one thing

that rings through everything.

Like a vast thread

with no beginning or end,

constantly being thread through a needle

-desire drives it forth.

 

But just as you chase after me,

I turn ’round and chase after you;

mirror and reflection find their union

in a sweet simple embrace

of equal measure of fire and coolness

that breeds the incorruptible beauty

that we all know

but cannot adequately express.

 

I am waiting for you

there

here

under the vast sky of your morning

as you squint into the new day

and I ride under your feet

like a magical carpet

delivering you

reveling in your touch

abiding here as always

with no answer

nor question

but this abiding taste

that lingers on your lips

and bears within the swing of your hips

and sway of your arm…

 

I am here to show you beauty

yes

but not before you dissolve the horror that stands before your face

and that dwells in your heart.

I am here to show you the greatest love there is

it is what I was destined to bear to you since

forever was a child…

but we must work to set it right

so that the beauty of this moment can be known

fully

without reservation

or regret

or doubt

or shame

or sadness…

 

I wrap myself ’round all of these

for you

and it is my mere presence that dissolves them

just as soon as you are ready to let them fall

and transform into the greatness that is in you to be.

 

I know it is hard for you.

I know the strain

the pain

the sadness

the empty void…

but one by one

like soldiers

I redeem them

with the sweetest kind of joy.

You grow from old to young

like a vast wheel turning backwards

until all the strain is wound out of it.

I am here with you until the end

which is only the beginning.

 

I am the force that revives

the one who opens you

and shows you

the flower within

and the great light

that those petals long to touch

arching upward and outward

a great kind of beauty is coaxed…

 

I am beyond names

and beyond all recognition,

the sweetest mystery

that all of you yearn to swim deep into

and become lost in

so that you might be found.

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The Big One

Emergent

Seeing

Seeking

and found.

 

It lies like a primordial shell on the ocean floor of time

No one knows its beginning

only its expanses

its tender notions

about itself

as it seek to reclaim itself moment by moment.

 

It is the oldest of its kin

but the youngest of its kind

and dreams the Big Dream.

It knows its godliness and godessness

as it turns golden

in its circling spiral upward

no word can contain it

but everyone chases after it

eyeing a tender splinter of it as it rises,

awash from storms

in the deep ocean of our time

and memory.

It expands outward

and inward

and is known in its smaller dimension here

and in other worlds.

Some slips of it reach through the crevices of our self imposed enslavement

to glimpse a sliver or blast

from its deep endless boundless ovens

of transformation

to bring back tales of that something

that the little one is.

 

The little one is like an earthling

of its god-self.

Deities cast through all of matter

space and time

hidden

but not lost

not secret

just unknown

to blind minds

closed hearts….

not because we are all so bad

but because there is still so much more to open to

as our eyes widen and hearts expand.

 

The little is the big

and the big its smaller self too.

Like you are, humbled before an oversoul

or god

or goddess

laughing that it too is you….

this is simply an expansion of what has always been

and what lies outside of time

so it has no known boundaries,

nor limit.

 

We simply glimpse a part of it

but in catching that thin slip of it

grasp for more

gape-eyed in the moment when it comes

and makes our souls

open

like the flowers

that we are in truth really are.

 

“Open! Open!” the love calls

man and woman,

bird and star

all of it

bursting to fullness

by opening to it

from emptiness and lack

to abundance and light.

You only see it when it is in you

(no wait….it is always in you…we just need to be aware….)

as Sattva G. said “The universe is awakening with me….”

सत्त्व

 

The small love turns around the big one

even if we do not know it

or feel it

but when ready

we will rise into it

or it will lower into us

and love us like no other lover has ever dared or known

but which we seek to emulate

even if it might have no chance to do

and even if it does.

 

So sing

and rejoice

and grasp hold of it

as it turns you through the dark and the light

your journey now takes you into its peace

and forgiveness

to claim you as its greatest love

which is the biggest of them all…