Let Love Meet Itself

I have given up living on the surface
Accepted that I am no longer able
To speak in the old way
All it is now is poetry and beauty
My talk quickly turns to love
And I get frustrated listening
To words of avoidance
And self deception

A word to the wise
If we should meet
You and I
Let it be like this
Two silences
Love meeting love
Emptiness to itself
Let our presence
Say it all
And our mouths
Say nothing.

Through Love’s Eyes

We scurry about
In our self importance
And love looks on

We proclaim ourselves
Owners of our empires
Prideful and arrogant
And love looks on

We reject and abandon
We judge and we hate
And love looks on

With cruel heart
And righteous mind
We hurt those we love
And those we hate
And love looks on

We divide life
Into good and bad
According to our beliefs
And we deride those
Who disagree
And love looks on

What hope is there
If we don’t turn our gaze
And look through love’s eyes.

All Things Are Equal

Last night I saw the heavens open
I watched as the sky cried its mournful tears
There were worlds within worlds
Eternity stretched out in all directions
Waving into form and out of form
This bewildering rising and falling
And such a stillness at the heart of it all

This morning I woke up
And attended to the chores
I washed the dishes
And made breakfast
In the simplicity of things.

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The Existentialists Time – 5am

Often I get up before dawn
Silently creeping from the warm bed
Where my beloved lays sleeping
I wander the emptiness for a while
Without any focus, nothing in particular
And then I make coffee
And sit
There is such sweet delight to sit
Before the world starts
And allow whatever words to fall out
And if nothing should happen
Well that’s ok as well

This pre dawn
This time before the world
Is the existentialists time
Alone and silent, before birth
Just this pure emptiness
Filled with creativity
Knowing the inevitable, unstoppable
Rising of the day
Powerless in the face of time

And thus, in no time at all,
Did 6am roll around
And pretty soon his beloved emerged
Yawning and smiling her delight
As the sun peeked over the horizon
And the wave rolled on

Ah! time is such a blessing
And a curse.

Open so wide the World finds its HOME

The snow fell in Santa Fe
And drew us inside
I stayed close to myself
And allowed a soft quietness
To flow into everything
A peaceful acceptance descended upon me
And in that peace I remembered you all
And as I sit here now
I hold you in a loving embrace

Everything is allowed
In this heart
I will not turn away from darkness
Or the wounds of the past
I will not turn away
From pain or suffering
Whether it is my own
Or yours

But will open so wide
The whole world
Will find it’s home
And come to rest
And, just for a moment,
Before all activity starts again,
We can simply be here
Together
In this silence
And witness the beauty
Of eternity
In each others eyes and hearts

This is the love that heals
And only love heals the world.