THE PATH IS THE DESTINATION
I am happy to offer you some new poems from this week’s (mostly) Twitter outpouring.
Since we have been in America both Amoda and I have lived more ‘in the world,’ than at any other times in our lives. We have been late bloomers. But the calling that brought us here was strong and we are reminded of its ‘rightness’ often, notably in our events when something true, tender or real is touched in someone. Those moments make it all worthwhile, even though we are in an America that is pretty crazy. It is our home and we are blessed to have come here.
There has been a flowering for which we are both deeply grateful.
We are but flickers of light That pass through the dark sky A temporary manifestation of the eternal Here for a split second in cosmic time A star that is born, shines forth, And bursts into a super nova Spiraling across space into oblivion To take our place in the heavens. ------------------------------- There is a secret majesty It is hard to see with the eyes of the mind The heart must open fully For those secrets to be revealed. ---------------------------- Maybe those who are suffering Cannot reach love’s garden And you are here to Carry the scent of that garden to them. ---------------------------- He or she Who can love Without condition And see without judgment Is a healing force Beyond measure And a grace to the world. ---------------------------- There are but two choices, To listen from noise Or to listen from silence When we listen from noise We are not really hearing anyone But the noise Of our own beliefs and prejudices When we listen from silence We hear the intelligence of the universe. ---------------------------- I gazed upon the world With the eyes of love And saw beauty Inside the suffering And unity Inside the division There was A great forgiveness And healing In my seeing. ---------------------------- All beings dance To the same song Of impermanence. --------------------------- Do not expect the passage Across the ocean of life To be a certain way Develop a presence deep enough To meet whatever the ocean brings There is no way of doing this Without looking within At one’s beliefs, hopes and fears And letting go of them all And living from the unknown. ---------------------------- You are not a thing that can be found You are an energy that has no edge But dissolves into eternity There is no definition of you That can adequately describe Your true nature Words stir the imagination But nothing reaches all the way You are indescribable. ------------------------------ The beauty that touches us deeply Is an invitation To remember and know The beauty that is within us But we are so trained Into unworthiness And it’s opposite, arrogance, That we fail to accept That invitation. -----------------------------
There is nothing I can do about this love but love it.
Thanks for reading. x