Month: July 2018
Eternity
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I am the knower and the known
the thrower and the stone
I am the hunter and the game
I am forgiving and I blame
I’m on Fire
I’m cold as ice
I am antisocial
I am nice
I’m the candle that feeds the flame
I am eternal
I have no name
I am it All
And you are
the same!
Buayancy
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Love has taken away my practices
and filled me with poetry.
I tried to keep quietly repeating,
No strength but yours, but I couldn’t.
I had to clap and sing.
I used to be respectable and chaste and stable,
but who can stand in this strong wind
and remember those things?
A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself.
That’s how I hold your voice.
I am scrap wood thrown in your fire,
and quickly reduced to smoke.
I saw you and became empty.
This emptiness, more beautiful than existence,
it obliterates existence,
and yet when it comes,
existence thrives and creates more existence!
The sky is blue.
The world is a blind man squatting on the road.
But whoever sees your emptiness
sees beyond blue and beyond the blind man.
A great soul hides like Muhammad, or Jesus,
moving through a crowd in a city
where no one knows him.
To praise is to praise how one surrenders
to the emptiness.
To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes.
Praise, the ocean.
What we say, a little ship.
So the sea-journey goes on,
and who knows where!
Just to be held by the ocean is the best luck we could have.
It’s a total waking up!
Why should we grieve that we’ve been sleeping?
It doesn’t matter how long we’ve been unconscious.
We’re groggy, but let the guilt go.
Feel the motions of tenderness around you,
the buoyancy
Sweet lies
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Tell me all about injustice, sweetheart
For the fire in your eyes
I will gladly
Listen to your lies
Tell me what you have been through, darling
The devastating lows, the ecstatic highs
Tell me all about it!
I promise I’ll believe,
your sweet and innocent lies
Tell me all about our future, beauty
If I can hold you, kiss you
feel the curves of your thighs
I will listen until dawn
To your majestic lies
Let’s be still together, love
Let’s feel the Sun, hold hands
And touch the skies
Let us not use language
No more words
No more lies
Granite and wineglass
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You are granite.
I am an empty wineglass.
You know what happens when we touch!
You laugh like the sun coming up
laughs at a star that disappears into it.
Love opens my chest,
and thought returns to its confines.
Patience and rational considerations leave.
Only passion stays,
whimpering and feverish.
Some men fall down in the road like dregs thrown out.
Then, totally reckless,
the next morning they gallop out with new purposes.
Love is the reality,
and poetry is the drum that calls us to that.
Don’t keep complaining about loneliness!
Let the fear-language of that theme
crack open and float away.
Let the priest come down from his tower,
and not go back up!
Water from your spring
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What was in that candle’s light
that opened and consumed me so quickly?
Come back, my friend!
The form of our love is not a created form.
Nothing can help me but that beauty.
There was a dawn I remember
when my soul heard something from your soul.
I drank water from your spring
and felt the current take me.
Sweet embrace
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I remember when we first met, Beloved
How our love matured, my love!
You are always fresh to me,
I remember when we first met, Beloved
existence held its breath
when I saw truth shining in your eyes
I desired only that
How our love matured, my love!
The fire burned all it could consume
Nothing’s left but the truth of *this*
All expectations went up in fume
You are always fresh to me,
a kind miracle of grace
each move you make, a stolen kiss
just an hint of your fragrance,
my sweet embrace
In Truth we found It
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