I seem to become more devoted to this pathless path of love each day. The world and its mesmerizing ways of high drama only serve to deepen me into a place I cannot quite describe. I see the drama, I feel the drama, the world pours into me and I am not untouched by it all, and yet there is a profound witnessing as the walls of the castle collapse and the collective unravels (to these eyes).
As I have matured over the years I really have come to know that love, the deepest love, the unconditional kind of love that emanates from the wise ones and yet is freely available to all of us, is the only thing that really matters. And that is my devotion, again and again.
Here are some poems from my heart.
Allow yourself To feel so deeply The world pours in And is resurrected Into love. ----------------------------- The true nature of love cannot be cultivated It can only be revealed For it is the very heart of us The core, the essence, But we have completely Overlooked our essence In favor of our appearance. ---------------------------- We are not small and insignificant by nature We learn to be that way We are magnificent and vast Here by the authority of the divine Invited to take our place in the human dance Everything else is a false construct And must be cast off as an old unneeded coat Be true now. ---------------------------- Be a homeopathic remedy A drop of goodness In a toxic field You will need resilience And dedication But more than that You must walk the path Of ongoing purification. -------------------------- Yesterday my heart broken open Today I am praying it happens again This opening into love’s deepest acceptance Is all that really matters Fall in love with openness It is the start of a divine dance That will carry you home. ---------------------------- In a moment all this can be taken from us The divine knows this truth And offers us depth, beauty and grace As the pay off for such fragility. --------------------------- Karma comes to an end In the clear light of presence But the coiled up spring Of past unconsciousness Must still unravel. -------------------------- Leave the world But don’t abandon it You can transcend the illusion But love it anyway All things are God. --------------------------- Your darkness serves you And enlightens you When it is embraced But it tyrannizes And haunts you When it is denied. ---------------------------- There is a tipping point In all transformation A bifurcation point Where the old Dies into and becomes the new That new manifestation Looks nothing like the old But has remnants and memories of it Individually and collectively We are absolutely At that point Stay present. -----------------------------
Thanks for reading.
All beautiful. Thank you Kavi. xx