Wednesday, June 08, 2005

 

Divinities Destruction of Two

A love washes me,
It is you
No, no, not the you that immediately comes to mind, all of you, the ones who gazes upon these words
Your energy blows from the east threw my hair like a sun rise… refreshing…dazzling; light threw the morning dew
My goose bumps are from your truth
You have me racing home, seven years old in excitement, passing trees of ripe fruit, to see if you called or wrote or perhaps stuck a note on my window
Your stories are the ones I want to hear…two, three, a thousand times
Your path I want meandering next to mine
Your glories and gripes are the ones I want to honor
It is you I want reflections from, you I’ll ask directions from
Your touch upon my aging skin
Your eyes I want to see, your words, your silence upon my ears
Your anguish, your joy, your truth and trust, your shadows and light
Your laughter to wash over me
You I wish to dance next to
Your information I desire
You’re the one I want my poems to inspire
When I am in the forest or in the clouds, in the sea or in a tree you’re the one I see next to me
Your truth is what I require
Our journey that to inspire
You’re the only one I want you to be
To know your way of walking, your way of seeing, your way of being love
You’re the one I dream of as I nestle into the lap of divinities destruction of two.

Sunday, June 05, 2005

 

Writings

Ending Is the Beginning

Starting is simultaneously stopping
The rain is the sunshine
To sleep is to wake
Goodbye says hello
Words imply silence
To suffer is to not suffer
Birth, death, birth
Duality
Duality implies singularity
Simultaneously two rolled into one



My truth

I am bigger than Mount Everest, deeper than the Marianas Trench, I make love, simultaneously, with all sentient beings, in me this universe is devoured.
I am…
…love in physical manifestation
…the second coming of Christ
…creator, Spirit, God and Goddess
I am an individual waking from the slumber of ignorance to find I am in the playground of sensation
The playground of sensation
Demolishing the limits I have put upon god

-JEM

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