Love is that,
Which only seeks to give itself away,
For the sake primarily of
Creating sacred space within.
Inviting greatest possibility,
Upwelling ever greater gifts,
To bring forth.
Let the heart be the fountain of love,
Let the eyes wear golden shades of love,
Let the hands be feathers on the wings of love.
Welcome love like the guest of honor
At a grand cosmic party,
Of only sensation and awareness.
Even you came to earth
As love in this way.
In the waiting room to enter
Human consciousness as a newborn
The sign on the door to this party
Says “Leave your words at the door.”
Naming shields the heart of love,
Nameless is the gate of love,
Shameless is the hand of love,
Generous is beingness in love,
Listening is attractiveness in love,
Emptiness, the chalice of love,
Comforting is the heart of love,
Wordless beyond the gate of love,
Velvet is the hand of love,
Truly living is the fate of love,
Deeply quenching is the lake of love.
Dancing The Form near an Aspen Tree
Suddenly a new reality emerges from the darkness
The air is alive, thick like a fog
Yet revealing the living all
Who is here? I wonder
The tree is illuminated
Every facet of its bark is breathing
Inviting a shared breath
And oneness is known
now and forever
What would it be like to accept
The reality to which you first belong
Completely as it is?
As a living body of awareness
Creating everything continuously
Resting as consciousness
Awake in authenticity
Quiet in the heart
Alive with no past or future
Moving as beingness
Peaceful towards all
In communion beyond appearances
Realizing the profound
Seeing itself in the eyes of all beings
Perceiving reality finer than the senses
Empty space vast enough for all creation’s songs
Honest in pure response
Yes, evolving constantly
In the totality of awareness.
I bury the likes and dislikes
Of conditioned robotic rut-worn patterns
And the swirling pendulum of self-concern
To break once and for all
It’s hypnotic spell
Free of want and need
Healing the past
Discerning what is real now
Unmoved by phenomenon
Yet increasingly purified
In the ever emerging radiance
Of the descent of the creator into form.