Continuum

There is not some ultimate point of Being
some apex of the pyramid
but an endless world of manifestations and awakenings
to that which is larger, more...
Spirit reveals as we go
the truth of the boundlesness
the endlesness of our being.

As we awaken
our petals open
to the sun of our knowing
to his loving caress
which reaches
as deeply into us
as our awareness will allow.
What we awaken to is ourselves
made larger
made seperate from us through the trick of time
which now opens up
its truth revealed
as an expanding present.
Its tapestry rich with implications
and discovery

In this kind of world
we ascend
ladder-like
up through our awareness
and as we open and bloom
our potential blooms
revealing our higher selves
never as anything separate
but gently connected
part of a still larger design.

Her Axis

I turn gold

around your blue core

as I churn

your ancient sea

I turn

fishlike

in your waters

a trail of froth

following me

your waters transformed

a sea of water

seeded by a sea of milk

turning golden

a sea of honey

sweet

desired

boundless

ancient

certain

but always yearning

born of it

liberated by it

in fits of pure creative force

we become the essence of the act

that has played out

in the theaters of our lives

down through time.

Turning around your core

I turn golden

my mask is cast away

giving up all illusion

claiming my enduring passion

as my true self embraces you

proclaiming

its been much too long my beloved....

Where The Two Meet

He waves his hand over her

showing her how his potency moves through him

and into her

how in this place

two become one

as deeper the two go

each revealing to the other

as they swim in masculine then feminine currents

circularly

what must be ancient in revelation

like some rite made up on the spot

by the very energy moving through them

mudras seeking their unfolding

as he grasps her firmly

her flesh pulled against the certainty of his desiring

beyond any fire of any sun shining brilliant in the ancient space

as this truth emerges in them

necessary for the moment

revealing their divine

and awakening in him the truth

that she must grasp as he grasps

but that he must know what the grasp is for

which is to hold her fast in this moment of endless embrace

which their larger selves have known since forever.

He will surrender and feel how his energy will become like a core to her being

how her embrace is necessary for him to know where to go

and how to be within her as he travels up the channel of her within from root to crown

she guides by simply being who she is to him

and her essence unfolds within him as he is bound by the compass of certainty

as each reveals to the other the Logos of their soul

as merged aspects of each other.

it can be no other way as soul has waited through an entire season of its becoming for this.

The gravity of it has grown rich and ripe in this time

as they meet each other on the inside...

which is where the great Mystery is given a voice

The gods have always moved through us

they were our larger selves

but we could not imagine

it was as simple as they were we

unbound by time

time travelers

returning to the land of their Becoming

drawing forward their ancient selves

like a lover pulls and grasps

desperately

hungrily

for the beloved

as one world seeds another

as that world returns a renewed essence

which is their Christed selves.....

full of love and infinite desiring
the greatest of heresies
and the deepest of truths.

The Relativity of Joy

All of this
fading now like a taste desirous to be forgot
spent in living someone else's idea of fulfilled
teeth grinding
soul turning
mind numbing
just where did this come from?
Thunder stirs distantly
beseeching me
Why would I move so from my sacred essence?

I come from poet warriors
every life sacred
life fiercely lived
no fear for the flesh
eyes that pierce
your flesh surrendered
vibrating with its desire
How can this be anything but my true joy?

I am humbled by you
you know
through you my world is transformed.
I need your story
animated
in the moment
to somehow illuminate my own.
You fit perfectly I discover more and more
Your essence opens me
gently but certainly
your heart
a steady hand
in a mad world
revealing to me my essence
yearning and leaning into this new sunlight
you so perfectly shepherd unto me

You are that peach
whose flesh it torn from its pit
over and over
your nourishing essence
increase my desire
just how strong can it get???

Come on....
lets go swimming...

Cat-like

I move through the night
draped in my catness
he is big and quiet
panting
moving this energy
he draws up unbelievable amounts of it
he hunts you
drawn in by your scent
filled with the quiet certainty
that he will find you
his eyes see into you
out of you
through him
into you
out of him
through you
woven
weaving
revealing
that "tantra"
means
to weave...

For you are all through him
he cannot deny this truth
and as the past drops away
he moves ever closer to you.
it was never needed, but was taken up to heal
the soul purposes
are in larger consequences
than those that the earthbound can concieve
but through your breath I am redeemed
awakened
revived
resurrected
left touched by your grace-filled essence
and disarmed by what you have held all this time


Waking up
he feels what he has never felt before
which is not entirely just him
not entirely just you
but the Two
One
begging him forward
asking of him to forget
a thousand lifetimes
of what once was
blooming into what can be
Now

Show me what can be
for when I rustle beneath your window
in my sleeping
waking
moving
I am not a ghost
who speaks half remembered truths
but is doing what he can as he can to
awaken
from the slumber
of a thousand lifetimes.....

he knows he must do this
and yearns for you in totality
how can this be when he is pulled into ancient arguments?

Disrobing himself
into his catness
the Essence of This
emerging
declaring how it must Be
how it is
beyond paradox
the soul cat calls for his earthbound self
to awaken to come run as he hunts what is his
has always been his
and which he is just waking up to
as he is transformed
by your compassionate grace.

I Awoke

I awoke three mornings ago
the world was about to change.
I trembled at the cusp
my soul was ready
my mind tried to wrap itself around
what forgiveness does to a man like me.
What it does to us all.

And as everything aligned,
moved into place
childlike even
my insides said
"okay, I give up.....time to go play....time to let this bad feeling go"
and it was gone just like that
like fog before the sun
it just evaporated
as my body began to turn golden
around your blissful center
I felt Him move into me more
as I moved into you more deeply
more profoundly
more lovingly.


I have no doubts.
I have worries, yes
but doubts, no.
I know where you emerged
and I know your heart is my heart.
I cannot change this
nor would I.
I just ask how I can serve this
to be a better channel
to purify even more
to disrobe before you
that part of us which is illusion
we stand before the fires as they blaze
inside
outside
purified
I gaze upon your unimaginable beauty
I soak you in
I am soak into you
Uroboros-like,
flowing one into the other
the end of one becomes the beginning...

I awoke to find the world had changed
as troubling clouds passed over head
the Moon sang quietly and gently
reminding me that I had a big question to ask upon waking
a date with destiny...
The world had been changed into a place that was no longer recognizeable.
Robes had benn pulled from it,
gentle lies told
to make the intolerable of this world easier to take
numbness taking hold
and now while gritty and hard
I see this is the truth of the thing
and in so being
I accept that in the refined places we do not turn away from the horror
we blend it into a cocktail and drink it whole taking the sweet, bitter,
cold and hot,
joyful and miserable
all as one
not divided
but whole.

Looking in gently
some larger scaled self looks in
smiling gently
"its not as easy as it looks, but its the only real way....good with the bad,
Grace healing All when given time."

What matters now is the bliss
balanced against the melancholy
careful tightwire walking
the one true thing draws me forward
as I walk upon the red wire of your heart
aching to reach the other side of you
continually emerging through your awareness
dreaming your dream
slowly
quickly
becoming One.
The age comes to a close with this single Kiss....

He

I am here in a building Presence
my purpose is singular
enduring
a journey back
each piece examined
as the past is reversed
as these past ten thousand years redeemed
and I awaken to the truth
that I fill your heart
and move through you
as a force which in truth
defines our unity.

I live in your heart
I seek to move through you
I only want to know this
all else follows
all else springs from this
make me the perfect channel.

Mystics

Bernini’s Ecstasy of St Theresa at Santa Maria della Vittoria in Rome.


You came to me today
in your robes
laughing
your belief held you
but the power
and glory
suffused you
His piercing your heart so long ago
awakening you
more woman than you could ever be on your own
as He was made more by taking you into His realms.

500 years later a messenger places his hand in my heart
and removes my insides
declaring,"you are move beautiful without this"
and out it came spilling
just like you described
before you were wed to him
made His
by His mighty hand
and grace,

So how could it be
worlds apart are we
the truth within shines
purposes unremovable
inviolate
we all are made more perfect in spirit
by that which is added and taken away
made ready for that which receives us
a Mystery
made bold and bright
against the bitter sky of this world
but precious
as we redeem that which is ours
and pray your kingdom comes
to us all.

In your life and time
the compass of your certainty
could only Be
with a He that was locked up in heaven
In this Age
my Goddess descends
she lives here in this world
her truth made flesh
and I find my reflection shimmering in her
as she takes my hand
helping me in turning myself back to myself
I am more with her than I could ever be alone
as her gentle fingers unwind the aeons in me
this is no illusion
as that flesh yearns to reveal the sparkling truth
of this love
and create a revolution in our Being here
as still newer mysteries germinate in the rich bed
of this love
she and I share
and bear
into this world.

Prayer

"Bringing the hands together completes the circuit"
he says, reminding me that
"bowing the head makes one mindful"
pausing he smiles,
"...but love is what makes you whole."

I pray to you, not with word
but with what I am
I seek you
like pilgrims seek the holy land.
I look to you and thirst
I sit on your stone steps and sleep
a bird sings above me
I dream of the kingdom
where you smile and sing and dance and speak of a million other things
like how you like water
and why your teeth are so white
and you'd think it would be more profound
(except that it really is....)
as every moment that passes
moves through you and I
like a prayer.

The Message

He whispers in your ear from behind you
I am here with you, running like red fish
in your blood
your tide of passionate yearning,
unfolding like illuminated mysteries
my flesh becoming your flesh
my secret
your secret
creating an entirely new secret
a new story
for this age
as you feel yourself unfold
layer by layer
like petals
giving up yourself to Him
in exquisite joy
bliss
to feel him so near
where he belongs
unfolding her
running through places she has never been felt through before
seducing her
with his touch
his gaze deep into her
but moving evenly
gently
lovingly
as she returns to him
the magic of her Being
her rich fertile self
giver of life
with mere glances
so powerful
her fertile gaze
that they write legends and myths about her animating powers.


He whispers into you
gently
His voice like thunder
His message
feels like lightening
this you can handle
for you were made for it
wedded to it
made One before the Separation.

And as I do this
I can feel particalized consciousness
flooding you
each platelette
unfolds
revealing a mystery
as the two dance, ecstatically
and offering up their energetic orgasmic bursts of creation
they collectively build a Wave
and this Wave builds upon itself
as each mystery
scroll-like
lock like
reveals its message
so long in the waiting
and I read you...
like cosmic rna
RNA is the masculine that runs his hands over the female portion
and reads her transcription dna
reading her code
remembering
remembering
bringing back what was lost in translation
a hiccup in the process
bearing worlds of possibility
on an evolutionary scale
nature correcting
selecting
what works best for her
and so it goes over and over.....
His love for Her
his yearning and desire
divine
as His touch reveals worlds of Her
as Her beauty reveals the entirety
of what could be.
He could never do this
without Her.

I read you....
revealing what you already know
but like some cosmic code
which I feel at my deepest levels running through me like currents of life force
it is the divine purpose
of the Two
as they move
as One.
It is my exquisite pleasure to run my hands all over you
picking up on the ancient message
so long in the telling
only portions were every allowed to escape through the prison we built here in the past
and now as we learn the secrets of the dna strand
reflected in us
collectively
is the capacity for understanding now
on an energetic level how this all works.
So much is being returned in this age.
Everything is reflected into everything else
and our bodies are temples
reflecting pools of soulfulness
and the soul's bliss may unfold
very soon
as we learn the secrets
of the scrolls
as they unfold
particle-like platelettes,
electrons with left or right hand spin
each with a polarity
attracting its opposite
as it sits nestled in the body of something much larger.
Their language
pulse-like
surging
oceans within them
frozen worlds waiting for the warming sun to touch them
lips waiting for the shaft of light to penetrate and reveal
Her great potential
bringing to the moment
Gnosis

Each particle turns to its opposite
its secret revealed
so the other may read it
know it
its face turned like suns to be seen by the Other
read like ancient runestones or wordless as dna
as bodies seek to be one
sends his dna in to merge and read and reveal to Her
a frozen world warming into abundance
warming to its deepest portions
through union.

The secret made flesh of this makes me miss you......

Inside and Outside

(this was typed in Hindi
then translated back and it got turned into gobbledy gook...)

i eum absorbed into yoo
the varld is vipad aave
through subtale klensings
the varld yemerges aanev
absent phakts
abundant vith phiiling
verging on the inphinite
this ples
veyar tavo bekome one
veyar one bekomes tavo
veyar ve toorn ourselves inaside aaut
a gret mysterii pulses through the nighat
as i le hiyar
seperaated bii thousands oeph mils
joined bii the klosest oeph unions
vhich brings men into yoo
so perphektlii
divinelii
the soul oeph the varld sings
yend kriyes aaut
her ankiyent passion
to yemerge in this taaim
yend ve
hangarii phor her vois
her gentling vaayas
kain onalii hop to bekome paraphekt vessels
knitting ourselves to the other
sam smaal knitting oeph the rest
as the truth rises likhe a daren
into our de to de
to rest in the opan yeyar oeph our varld
yechoing into others
a patal upon a laarger phlover
your yend maay bekoming.....
kaame let men gaaje into yoo phorevar
as is maay vaant to do
through al taaim
yend autside oeph aaeetii.

Horned

Draped in night
passion filled
feel my breath
as it heaves inside of you
particle by particle
enlivened
awakened
loved
cherished

I am moving closer
initiate of the sun
son of thunder
hungering for what you complete
How you awaken me to myself
placing me squarely all through your being
as this bliss builds in dimension
I want to come carry you off to some quiet place
where I can hear the passion pulsing through you
as it unfolds before me
returning the essential
in the moment
my desire
revealing its own secrets
inutterable
entirely mysterious
my breath moving through you
blissfully
mixing in the divine alchemy
moon goddess and her horned lover
aspects of each other
mirroring the divine