IN THE DARK, THE LIGHT SHINES BRIGHTEST

What is this poetry but an outpouring of love’s fragrance from one heart to another.

There is no other purpose. I see other writers or poets who are keen to promote their work, wanting to get on and (maybe) get ahead.

And I just don’t have that in me. I’m not trying to become anything. If anything I’m unbecoming more and more.

I give my attention and devotion to the service with Amoda and the Teaching work. But outside that I don’t have any desire. Have I become lazy? I don’t think so. It’s more that I have become unshackled, untethered from my someone-ness and now I just do the poetry for its own sake.

Talking of which, here are some more for you. x

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Unpack all that is held in your heart in grievance
It served you once
But those days are over
And now it just sits
On your life force
Your joy and your freedom
Like a heavy weight
I know you yearn to fly
But your flying will happen naturally
When you let go of the weight.

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I have returned to love's vastness
Knowing it as the garden
From which this flower grew.

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Some days we float
Some days we sink
Rare days we soar into the heavens
Untethered by form’s gravitational pull
Most days we sit right here
Quietly breathing the world
In and out.

There is a vast opening
In the center of your chest
Called the sky.

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What did you learn from your time on Earth?

I learned that everything arises
Out of the formless
And returns to the formless
And while it is in form
It is connected to the formless
By an invisible thread
We might call love.

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Softening is the way of truth
For in softening we must meet everything
And in meeting it we learn to allow it
And we stop trying to control everything.

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May your heart stay open in the storm
May you meet life with the courage of a warrior
And the grace of an angel
May you be still in the movement
And unconditional in the midst of the conditioned
May the world end its division in you
And may you know yourself as the love you are.

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Ultimately it’s a simple choice
Made over and over again
A choice between the openness of love
Or the closedness of fear.

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The one who remembers 
Their true home
Is free.

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Why not let go
and see your life
as a glorious
masterpiece
of darkness 
and light,
of joy and sorrow,
a dance of form
in emptiness.

this is freedom.

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Don't wait for the cloudless sky
Dance wildly in the rain
If freedom is what your heart really wants
It doesn't matter what the weather is like.

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