Archive for July, 2011

So many kinds of Fire

July 31, 2011

There are so many kinds of fire
the names and images
are legion
raging fires
sea of fire
volcanoes
ring of fire
launching rockets
fireworks
the fires of hell
enemy fire

heart fire

the fuse is lit
and it is burning
a trail around
the world

a slow burning fuse
of friendship

Take my hand

divine fire

Sacred Encounter

July 29, 2011

Sweet touch of dawn
awakening me
kissing the last
of lengthening
shadows away that like
to follow joy
and obscure the emanations
of light
that bless the world

Love so fills my eyes
the gaze
brushes everything in sight
with beauty
using darkness
to deepen
the soft robe
of night
the beloved tenderly places
around my shoulders

Starlight lingers
in my hair
and garlands of secrets
are hidden
in the flowers
clinging to my gown

My countenance is radiant
with the beloved
and the light of day
reveals the Joy
I carry inside
and am helpless to hide
so I draw the blinds
and cover my face
to keep the grace
a while longer

Laughter dances all
around the room
and the voice of intimacy
has opened
my sacred listening

Night surrounds me
while I close
my eyes
to pretend to sleep
and even the stars
try to
continue
their twinkling
but we fail
to delay the dawn

The birds are already singing
and building nests
with strands
of hair
left in the grass
among the violets
for love
is in the air

Bewildering dew
glistens
on my lips
from sips of wine
that loosened
the silvery tongue
of the beloved
transforming me into
a living tree
of heaven
in the golden rays
of summertime

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the night is filled with lovers

July 28, 2011

I feel the caressing touch
of the beloved
in the breeze
of the midnight air
for as the moon rises
over the horizon
lovers appear
from sequestered places
following
the drifting fragrance
released from
night blooming hearts

The most exotic flower
is the bud
longing to loosen
its withholding
of all that has been
so tightly bound
within
now desiring to lay open
its beauty
to flow freely
in the garden
by opening the soft gown
of petals
that shelter
the soul

The beloved arrives
when that sacred moment comes
and songbirds sing
from every tree
trading the gift of wings
to share a glimpse
of this exalting beauty
of love

The gift of true flight
needs no wings
when light
pours freely
from the chalice
of the heart
in a rivering stream to
the welcoming sea
of the union of souls

Something thrilling
happens
when the wave of love
pulls us under
where we breathe
the mysterious freedom
of drowning
in the beloved

Dying is not what we thought
when it happens
in those embracing arms
for love breathes
new life
through
our eager lips
as glowing hearts
light the way
to a kingdom beyond
the sea

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A light in the night

July 27, 2011

A Light in the Night

Light comes in many forms
in many ways
and we can only be grateful
for its shining
and for the gift
it brings

Freedom is far beyond imagining

July 26, 2011

Freedom is an alignment
beyond my sharing
my words
my images
leaving a trail
to a wilderness
I would not advise
to those who seek
familiarity
and comfort zones

Let me leave my warnings
to anyone who longs
for a God
who is literal
or absolute
or a God who will stay
between
the covers
of a book
or locked in a vault
where only the privileged few
have a key

God will wait for you
in divine meadows and fields
in constellations
that disappear when
some learned astrologer
tries to claim them
and their meaning

God comes as a Beloved
to the heart
that comes
in Love
and deep longing
that erases you
leaving the lantern
you carry
somewhere along
the way

Only divine light
guides the way

You consent to blindness
and to a deafening
silence
with no proof
or justification
of where you have gone

It is a dangerous liaison
that yields everything
for moments
with a Beloved
that sweeps you into
vanishing
without a trace

This is a stepping off
placelessness
where the trail ends
and you are left
in the wilderness
of the infinite

No one can comfort you
except the Beloved
no one

no one

except the ONE


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what an experiment we are

July 26, 2011

i awaken from a dream
and wonder
am I waking up to life
or awakening inside
a dream
and have left my life behind

as the lines are blurred
to what has been
and what is and what will be
i am not certain
if the choices
are mine
or someone else’s life stream
or random dream

does it matter

we try and place
what happens
in some context
of reality
to give it meaning
and a dream
is something
we can wash away
and reality starts
tomorrow

so did we live it
or was it all a dream
and do we only seem
to be who
we think we are

do we have a past
or a present or a future

or when separation
no longer exists
is every moment new
and we are creating it
in every moment

and we can live it
in a new way
as it is unfolding
as if it has never
happened before

not only as if
but perhaps it
never did happen

if I put the computer
in incognito mode
i have no history
and no one can track me
is this a new way to create
identity
that has nothing
to do
with something past that
we think is real

now this would truly be
creating
every moment
and living every
every moment
loving every moment
as the world shifts
to whatever zone
we choose

nothing is permanent
and life is new

who are we
when everything
has either vanished
or we never
truly lived

who knows

so what do we choose
in this new birth

i choose love
glorious and gentle
magnificent
and sweet
wondrous and intimate
and joy is so thrilling
it is beyond belief

kindness is the life stream
and smiles are something
we give
to each other

humor is a tonic
like morning air or
evening dew

you or me or we
was only a game we play
the only thing
we say to each other
is shhhhhhhhhh
if this is a dream
i don’t want to wake up

my heart is filled with love
and it is pouring out
brimming over
and forming rivers and streams
around the world

thank heavens
i didn’t know how i was going
to explain my dream
now all i can hear
is laughter

something is blooming
in the meadow
and beauty is
bringing the softness
of spring
to my awakening

breathing is union
with all breath

i only exist as love
and it is
so thrilling
to be alive

O Living Flame of Love

July 25, 2011

1. O living flame of love
That tenderly wounds my soul
In its deepest center! Since
Now you are not oppressive,
Now consummate! if it be your will:
Tear through the veil of this sweet encounter!

2. O sweet cautery,
O delightful wound!
O gentle hand! O delicate touch
That tastes of eternal life
And pays every debt!
In killing you changed death to life.

3. O lamps of fire!
in whose splendors
The deep caverns of feeling,
Once obscure and blind,
Now give forth, so rarely, so exquisitely,
Both warmth and light to their Beloved.

4. How gently and lovingly
You wake in my heart,
Where in secret you dwell alone;
And in your sweet breathing,
Filled with good and glory,
How tenderly You swell my heart with love.

by St. John of the Cross

You have searched me and know me

July 24, 2011

O my Beloved God, you have searched me, and you know me:

you know when I sit and stand; you understand my thoughts wherever you are.

My travels and my rest you mark; with all my ways you are familiar.

Even before a word is on my tongue, my LORD, you know them all.

Behind and before you encircle me and rest your hand upon me.

Such knowledge is beyond me, far too lofty for me to reach.

Where would I ever hide from your spirit? From your presence, where could I ever go?

If I ascend to the heavens, you are there; if I lie down in darkness, you are there.

If I fly with the wings of dawn and alight beyond the sea,

Even there your hand will guide me, and your right hand will hold me fast.

If I say, “Surely darkness shall hide me, and night shall be my light” —

Darkness is not dark for you, and night shines as the day. Darkness and light are but one.

You formed my inmost being; you created me in the womb.

I praise you, so wonderfully you made me; how wonderful are your works! My inmost self you knew;

nothing was hidden from you, When I was being made in secret, fashioned as in the depths of the earth.

Your eyes foresaw my actions; in your book all is written; my days are shaped by your love, before one comes to be.

How precious to me are your designs, O God; how vast the sum of them!

Were I to count, they would outnumber the sands; to finish, I would need eternity.

Search me, O God, and fill me completely with the Light of your Love…..and stay with me forever.

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Song of Prayer from the Psalms

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Veil of Mystery

July 24, 2011

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Oh God

July 24, 2011

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