The Beloved is a living spring..

Eternal Flow by Rassouli

 

Melting into camellias
and apple blossoms, azaleas
and violets in the grass..
daisies and lilacs
and swaying willow trees..
the air filled with fragrance,
birds nesting and windows open,
basking in the warmth of the sun
wandering in wildflowers
the breeze ruffling feathers
and tossing curls… blue skies..
as the gardener kneels in the soft earth
moist with morning dew…
the plum trees hum with bees
seeking sweetness..
touching and being touched by
the beloved in thousands of ways..
blessed by spirit and the flow
of an eternal spring
in my heart…..

N.

The Depth of Simplicity

 

The Depth of Simplicity

 

The golden alchemy of divine intention

touches the spaces beyond the sky

where creation begins

where pure love manifests

in the secrets

of imagination and visioning

empowered by the grace

of all giving

made possible by the Spirit

of All Beginning

 

Surrender into the will of a creator

of beauty and truth

that desires relationship

with each

and every life

trusting that love seeks

our well being

and transforms us

to flow

in the gentle freedom

of the winds

and throbbing force

that moves

the sea

lifts the water

into waves

and incites the heart

to move our lifeblood as the rivers

are empowered

to flow to their source

 

Feel the warm breath that sighs

arising from life itself

like a spring opening

the earth

or

falling like a gentle rain

of loving tears

anointing the orbs

in which

we live and have

our being

 

There is a beauty beyond

this existence

casting a veil of

transparency

through

the membranes of vision

only pure love

can see

 

Only faith can give us sight

to see the light

from a mystical night

that changes us

an elusive mystery

flowing

silently and eternally

within what is

most natural

and true

within the spirit

of being

touching us

to feel the music

of God

 

N.

 

The Light of Grace..

“Gate of Heaven”  Painting by Rassouli

 

The Light of Grace…
Light is infinite in its variations as it touches earth
playing with the wind upon the water
dancing in the leaves
hanging stars in the trees
revealing its hidden colors in a rainbow
transparent and luminous
golden in lighting the world
a sentinel through the night
a beacon to guide our way
a flowering gateway to the eternal
delicate wings of light
inspiring flight of imagination
like a dove of heaven
soaring and circling the moon….
a gentle breeze brushing our lips
as the mysterious kiss of the beloved…

N.

 

 

Silent Song of Light

 

Mystery whispers its story
in silence to those who listen
with an open heart and a soul
surrendered to pure love
without a desire to possess its secrets..
yet lives to sing the beauty..
Flashing lightning illuminates
a momentary vision
in the energy of a storm
the heart is forever awake keeping a vigil
beholding the winds of change..
the shifting seas and turbulent skies
the deep power and sacred flow
of creation brings serenity and balance
to this turning sphere of existence
cradling us in the glowing aura
of a smiling moon sharing
and spreading a song of peace
across the earth….

N.

a deep sigh of the soul

the unveiling of a deep spiraling sigh of the soul…

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The precious mystery is an ever expanding

awareness….a wind

a breath………a spirit

forever creating…

sweeping the sky and beyond….

gathering the secret

in every seed and sperm

in every seeing star

in stillness

in the transparency of light

in a luminous glow

without a name or form

a flow of movement which cannot be seen

or detected or captured…

the mystery of infinite beauty

that gives itself

as a voluminous invisibility

forever surrendering everything

that ever was or is…splitting the secret

of existence into particles

that dissolve and melt like music

once it finds the air

that silently consents to contain its flight

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the mystery gathers

the disappearing mist of tears

and the essence of laughter

the sweetness of a smile

the silence of the sea

the secret of sight

the eternal light

 *

leaving a wispy hint of a

 subtle fragrance of every glory

hidden in

 beauty that dazzles

the mind

and frees the spirit

*

a feathering freedom that hides in the

gentle wake of a falling feather

in the wake

of a lover’s breath

or in the wake of only the purity of thought

not the thought itself

*

the tremulous quivering flow

of an elusive spiraling

rising joy

when spirit touches

spirit

and all that is

is known as

 beloved

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N

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