Song of Light

i write as i live
in an energizing
stream
of light and breath
for love
has its own
momentum

we feel the rhythm
of the heart
for we are all
contained
in the music
of a larger heart

a stream of energy
simply flows where it goes
and the same light
dances on the prairie
as on the ripples
and waves of the sea
in which we are all embraced

the same source dances us
into the day
the same pulse of life
beats in all awakening hearts
and the same breath
breathes us into being

the music of the heart
rises from the sweep and touch
of divine fingers
and the light that circles there
is as rich and golden
as the pure light pouring
through the sun

when the heart begins to sing
the song emerges
springing from joy
whether in the darkness of night
or the glow of morning
for it opens
from within that greater heart
and music flows
from a glorious mystery
no one
can truly name

music is always new
like the breath
no matter how it sounds
to another
for love is encoded
with a beauty only the heart
can recognize
and only unseen eyes
can behold

words dance out of the darkness
like our lives dance
and swirl in the curls
of beauty
that have entrapped mystics
through the ages
and time stands still
and falls away as a measure
that has no meaning
to the heart

there is no such thing
as separation
to the pulsing heart
of one abiding in the mystery
that listens
to all longing hearts
of countless beings
who have sweetly surrendered
their boundaries
to love
right here on earth

i am not a poet
in the sense of category
but the poetry of the heart
has taken command
over the gardens that grow
from my fingers
each one brushing
and freely stroking the keys
or caressing the pen
with love

everything falls from a source
beyond my ability
to describe or control
it tumbles like a waterfall
into the fall line
of a timeless stream
energizing
this life
moment by moment

all the histories of all
of the faces and names
ultimately melt
in the dancing flames
of the beloved
and only the one
who sustains
my heart remains

this sweet existence
is the perfect
transparency
for this invisible flame
as the shimmering wings
of poetic vision
are carried by the light
of life itself

N.

i am a portal of expression for the beloved

i am a seed opening to the sun

i am silence savoring the song of the soul

i am the open sky feeling the creator’s touch

i am a page opening to the energy taking form

i am a path luring the seeker to explore

i am a cup overflowing with the wine of mystery

i am lips feeling the brush of a soft breeze

i am a tongue tasting the dew at dawn

i am a womb nurturing seeds of light

i am light dancing with the darkness

i am a portal for expression

i am a heart awakened by love

i am a river flowing to the sea

i am love seeking a path

i am free

O beloved mystic hidden in silence

O beloved mystic hidden

in the beckoning

silence

the call is deep

and wider 

than the universe

 beyond thought

love arises out of the darkness

inspiring the reach 

of spirit 

to transcend

penetrate 

and to lift the veil

of the sheltering disguises 

we create

 

mystical gardens 

within

can be a bridge

to other worlds 

 

perhaps to dream

to imagine

to enter into the soul

to meet the deeper longings 

of the heart

to feel the beauty 

of this glorious earth

 

to meet the beloved

and discover the invisible 

wings of wonder and the gratitude

only love can give

 

divine flow

Our longings are fulfilled 

in ways 

we never expected

 

for love is 

creative

 and spontaneous

 inspiring

 and calling us

 to move 

beyond our little selves

 

 to touch the greater self 

from which 

we come

 

humbly

we surrender

to the Divine Lover

infinite

in variation

 

eternal 

in the caressing flow 

of life 

expressing itself

 

flushed and blushing 

ever grateful

 to realize

 

 the extraordinary gift

 of the universe 

 

as the grace and beauty 

of the divine

 promise

of

 abundance

 

such an image of flow

soft like a woman’s hair tumbling and nestling 

over the curves of the earth

catching the light

transparent rainbow colors 

 a blessing from the sun

refreshing the earth with the overflowing rains 

from heaven 

renewing sensual stream

of life

 

am so moved by the beauty 

and tenderness

through

the infinite generosity  

of God

N.

the divine kiss upon our inner being…

Perhaps the ultimate instrument is the heart

discovering the wings of love

that carry the spirit beyond all

that we have ever known before

to experience the mystical flight into

the revelations hidden within

the sacred encounter of intimacy

with pure belovedness

divinely sheltered by God alone

N.

image is a sculpture

by

Antonio Canova

in the Louvre

(Cupid and Psyche)