This Strange Thread

What is this strange thread

passage upon water we walk

supported by nothing

only in a dream

somehow doors open and faces appear

faces long or wide

looking into hollow spots in our day

we follow trails unknown

some connection leads to another

and another yet

do you wonder how you came to be

standing in thinly worn shoes

some person showed me a light

and I followed into the darkness

not knowing how I might stumble

or how I might climb higher yet

one after the other each meeting

chance as they seem were really a dance

and I was lead to find you

my beloved unknown yet to come friend

and here we are now in this moment

unconnected yet but soon to be

how I wonder what time might come

if only we could whisper like the wind

I turn left from a crashing noise and see

a new face scaring me to run

falling on my knee trembling

I look up in fear and find smiling you

and you lead me to them

and they take me to some other you

and you and you without end until

I finally come to the you I have been seeking

the you who is me and us all together as one

shimmering transparently clear through

unless we cannot see it

and then only do we know nothing

Vision of Love for the World

Picture yourself as one person in the embrace

Picture the rest of humanity as your loving partner

Picture the universe as everything else that surrounds you

Don't worry if others cannot yet see it

They eventually will

Show them the way with your love

Nothing more is needed

There is only ONE LOVE... embrace it... be it

Remember that no matter what, you are never ALONE!

The correct spelling of ALONE is not A-LONE but ALL-ONE.

That is how we are created, and that is who we are: ALL ONE.

We can only be LONELY when we forget that we are ALL-ONE-LY

Thankful

Thankful today

for the dawning awareness

that nurtures me

I find myself grateful

for YOU in this moment

as YOU read

that I wrote for YOU before

as YOU behold the words

know that YOU

are the reason they were written

And if that pulses strangely

within your heart, unaware

perhaps even with a scoffing laugh

know that you are as old as time

and beyond its first imagined beating

and that YOU are perfect

even if you choose to change

But if you know

then welcome to this table

where we feast together

in words of praise for all

all the many who are one

taken together we are whole

imagined whole by yourself

you are none alone and lonely

but reflected we stand today

as the brothers of tomorrow's sunsets

and the sisters of yesterday's dawns

gloriously woven together

thankful for everything we are

and everything we ever will be

Gratitude

Gratitude

in grace of flight

across my heart

this feeling soars

leaving me breathless

sometimes with tears

engulfed in blissful realization

I cannot grasp it fully

nor even do I try

I want to leak it out

spreading it across your face

making you smile larger

than the universe's bounds

It overtakes me here

where I stand alone

better able to see the many

where we are all as one

thankful for my eye's moment

to be awake in this wonder

grateful for all that is

Affirmation of new friendship

How it glows like old wine

new on my palate

sweetly unexplored and untasted

not yet digested

just open this bottle is

breathing as we wait

knowing some taste will come

but even now the aroma

fills my senses with wonder

and tickles my imagination

for how it will be

to hold this full glass in contemplation

and grow familiar

with an old friend yet to come

knowing somehow it is destined to be

The One We Are

Some times, it become so difficult to actually differentiate people, in a strange way. When you start to embrace the whole, the one, in a deeper and less attached way, a more loving way, it is as if the skin disappears, and the ego-independent differentiation disappears, melts away. And you see through that, deeper, not without losing recognition of each facet's beauty or uniqueness, but seeing somehow just how lovely we are all sewn together, at our core. And then it becomes so hard to love one without loving all, so hard to know where to seat anyone in the large room we call love with all its many seats and positions. For as you truly begin to see you understand that wherever you look, you see back a reflection not of yourself, but what you yourself are a reflection of, the one. And I find that so lovely and confusing all at once. But there is a sweetness so profound in that way of seeing and knowing. And I feel so very blessed to sometimes be able to look just past the edge of our facets into the core of the diamond that we are.

Wrapped Sweetly

You are such a blessing

so many nice things you know

and say them freely

like the wind that flows

wildly across the open field

being in its own moment so easily

meaning no harm

leaving only freshness

in your wake

perhaps causing a twig to break

here and there

but not with bad intention

mindful not of where you tread

sometimes but rare.

The path you walk is graced

it would appear

by a kind heart

wrapped sweetly in you

Smiling Heart

The world is so rich with beauty

sometimes one cannot imagine to see

how the sparkle of one moment

shimmers brighter than the rest

but not just upon the surface

no matter how sweetly adorned it might be

or that it glows brighter than a thousand candles

on a dark cold moonless night

but deep where the river runs

true to itself and all others

silent without affirmation

without proclamation

sweeter than honey dripping

into virgin mouths of new bees

too far to reach

or even dare hope

but then the sunrise appears

after the glorious dawning of awareness

and you stand there gazing

almost blinded by your good fortune to see

just between the ocean's surface

and the first kiss of setting moon

and you see what is good

and realize this day

is again blessed

by a smile of sweetness

glowing not from sweet lips

but radiating lovingly

from deep inside a warm heart

Really Still

Really Still

you can see

beyond the veil

The veil that

blinds you blissfully

and denies you

Denies you of

what is and always

will be

Chocolate Goddess

Chocolate goddess of my dreams

I await the soft kiss of bliss that is you

if ever you should come to meet me

beyond my imagination's musing

how I would melt into loving

chocolate that swirls around

you like soft summer slowly

caressing you in waves more

tender than butterfly's wings

kissing the tender lining of

your heart as you rattle

my tranquility in quivers

causing it to settle more

deeply allowing my eyes

to touch my soul each

time I have the pleasure

of seeing you standing next

to me where you've never been

except only in my exquisite dreams.

The grace

of your beauty

illuminates the path

that I could not well see

before your heart appeared

standing motionless in the doorway

of time that stood still in honor of your being

and began again only so mortals could see you

showering loving inspiration into their world

where you bless them as you walk

upon the ground they worship

never realizing their own hearts

are just the same as yours

if only they could realize

we are all one

and you are

but a slice

of heaven

on earth

as are

they

too

be

This Perfect Moment

Behold your own glory in this precious perfect moment

Behold the place you are

in all its undulating beauty

Allow the breeze of your own making

to flow across the field of your being

and toss you too and fro

For you placed it just there

in order to feel something

so be sure to know it

and feel it before you leave

Where you stand

hand in hand or alone

be there in yourself

present in the moment as it is

to find your footing as it is

Know that the green pasture

you see afar and desire to drink

is not but a glimmering oasis

do not make yourself thirsty

simply by not drinking of

the abundance you already stand in

Be careful that your desire to change

and steer a new course into a better dream

is not rooting only in the fact

of your unwillingness to truly see

the high ground upon which you may already stand

even when you are sinking to the neck

in the quicksand of your self imposed suffering

Meaning to me stand tall and open

drinking into yourself what is offered

as your dream awaits your participation

rather than disbelieving what could be

never realizing it already is

if only you would open your eyes to see

So before you jump yet again

as is your wondering and restless way

be aware of where you are now

before you set sail to a new harbor

where you will only miss meeting yourself again

Shake your own hand goodbye

looking into your own loving eyes

accepting all you have made yourself to be

before you turn away to a new day

Only in knowing yourself

and loving yourself truly complete

can you find what you have come to see

So as the night turns cold or warm

as you prepare for the season's change

Behold your own glory in this precious perfect moment

Tomorrow I Might Fly

Some days I learn nothing

much more than a dew drop

upon a butterfly's back

and I step forward slowly

never quite knowing

if tomorrow I might fly

Yet with eyes brighter

I look forward into the sun

squinted at the brilliance

of my own heart beating alone

as it always has

at the center of my universe

pulsing with you my mirrors

reflecting what is not me

nor you but only the one

like a rainbow prism

shimmering like sunrise

in the dawn of our divine weaving

as together we shuttle our soft wills

Yet if you mistake

that which is granted so sweetly

as if what you hold belongs

in your hands like a captive wish

you will find it vanish into nothing

as love leaks away when held tightly

and only in giving it away freely

without so much as a wish

can you know it fully deep

or have it at all inside

for captive it dies like a flower

plucked away from its stem

warn yourself then

as your pretty face reflects

itself in the mirror of an old soul

to stand guard over nothing and freely give

what you once thought you owned

in order to have nothing and everything

Release and Be

Color bright and fading

powdered sweet in sugar tones

behold yourself on fire

basking and alone

without more than your own wonder

creating some deep well

in which to throw yourself at last

before the moment comes

when rescue arrives

in your own dramatic hands

You look outside at the weather fair

or stormy a cold night thrashing

and think there is something

sweet or threatening that awaits

the tender footsteps of your tomorrow

so you cower fireside in blankets

or throw yourself into the bliss you dreamed

somehow thinking it all too real

like a knife stabbing pain in your shoulder

or a lovers kiss on a perfect moonlit night

But alas you stand alone in your own hands

surrounded by all you have thought could be

infested by all that you feared

and your pathway home is only three clicks

of ruby red heals away

though you dare not try

for you fear to fail

or lose your nerve

so instead you wallow

or perhaps like a sunrise unexpected

in the hurricane's dark grip

you release and be

Life is but a Dream

Together alone always

separate from our oneness

we strive to flow swirling

as the river finds a home

in the clear perception of nothing

and our cloudy misunderstanding

paints the sky into each other's hearts

where we see ourselves reflected

merrily rowing our boats

into dreams of our own making

Realize love

Real eyes realize love

looking deeper they see nothing

the nothing that is everything

without a name or category

floating just to be of no merit or consequence

and yet they mean everything that is

is around you

when you stop, and use real eyes

to realize love

Moving like wind within yourself

spinning a swirl in no direction

only just to move no goal or intent

some muscle in your arm loves you

when you realize its affection

and feel it swimming in the sea of you

and the rest like your heart

beats for you and never leaves

an old friend you seldom cherish perhaps

she loves you unconditionally every moment

and plays the song you may never hear

unless you listen to her love

Be still then flower blossom

take a moment mindful of each step

as you teach those who forget

or never knew they knew

that they are a fish

in the river of all

part of the one

always but never alone al-one all-one all one

let the rock on yonder mountain

feel your loving gratitude as you stand

upon the sand it may have given

and realize the love you are

rather than desire

the love you already have

Sister of Light

She came to me one evening at sunset as I was walking alone upon the beach far away from my home in thought and space. Her auburn hair floated in the air and her feet almost touched the sand as she sailed away from my view. She smelled like sweet red roses from a far away enchanted island where nothing else grows aside from yellow-green berries and love. And she was following her brother the sun into the ocean when I called her by name and she answered. I cannot recall the name I spoke because it exploded from me at my astonishment beholding her beauty. And so I cannot help you summon her unto yourself. But I can tell you to try because the sweetness of her smile would be worth waiting a thousand lifetimes for one glimpse.

In her smile I felt myself falling and as our eyes met, I could feel a flow of love that was carried upon streams of shimmering cool blue stars that size of sand. And as that effervescence filled me a grasped to hold her hand to prevent myself from falling into the abyss of my own dreams without a way or will to return. They were warm and soft like a summer pond covered in silk. And I recall having no sensation of a body as I realized all that could be and was. Music flowed from her mouth as it moved and it sang me a love song I cannot remember but will never forget.

While I could not understand her words, her message was as clear as a cold night in winter with an aurora dancing above. Somehow she told me, through some conduit I don't understand, I must find my true heart and follow it like a butterfly finds its home. I must not ask it the way in words, and I need not understand its message in a logical way, but I must know it and follow it like a river finds the ocean. And while my footsteps must be swift and sure I should not hurry. I can look back but only to see how far I'd come and I should never worry what lies ahead because it is perfect. She revealed that her lovely scent was intended to remind me to take time to smell the roses along my way. And her soft skin was to remind me to be gentle with all those I meet.

With that she began to fade as I implored her to stay. But she insisted that she needed to go to assist her brother in finding the morning. I started to cry and she turned back for one kiss. And in that blissful moment my tranquility was complete as I came to understand who she was and my own name. That is why I know but cannot tell except in whispers that which I have learned. And even then you must lean near to the frothing shoreline rocks in a summer storm to hear the truth, that you are love and love is everything. And yet you've known it all along.

Moonset Sunrise

The moon's a harsh mistress

forgive her slow retreat

she lingered longer with her lovers

but her brother already paints the morn

his orange glow awakens me

and I catch her naked

dancing away just so I could see

or perhaps tonight she danced for you

my dream caught her kissing

one of my favorite stars

just long enough to stop my heart

and glorious is the day I wake

to find her dashing fast

to beat retreat before the dawn

that catches her anyway

Unspent Time

Flowing backward into unspent time

you see the colors unfold around you

only in the moment you are there

as time stops and seeing begins

Feeling your butterfly's kiss

upon your cheek you blush deeply

realizing your divinity well

as into the night you slither

Wider ever than before

standing more still yet moving more

contradiction lights the sky

if you engage your thinking

But quietly you look now

without the fanfare of old

forgetting what has come or will be

as is you live a real moment

Lifting twisting foreword back

bothering not to gaze or judge

you see the light of all that is

becoming yourself once more again