When speaking takes place it is always to you. When hearing takes place that is you too. The I that speaks is the I that hears. That is the fact down all of these years. There is no one else, there was no one there, No one is here with no one to share And… Continue reading Always
Category: Poems
Life is good
(Italiano) La Vita è bella
La Vita è davvero meravigliosa
Tutto ciò che appare
Sta sorgendo in me.
Io non è il corpo
Io non è la mente
Io è la Presenza in cui queste cose scopro.
Last night you fell in love
Last night you fell in love, This time for the last time. Now you will fall forever, Deeper and deeper into this That is the Truth of you. Love saw it happening, Love was the doer of it, Love did it to itself For there is no you. When you fell you dissolved Into this… Continue reading Last night you fell in love
Sannyas
Leaves go Where the wind blows, Where the breath of the Divine Carries them. To be One with Life itself All that is required Is that we have no anchors And dance freely. There is no dancer, There is only the dance, All are caught in The Breath that arises Out of the Stillness Of… Continue reading Sannyas
In death as in out deepest sleep
In death, as in our deepest sleep, We meet as One, no other there To separate, creating fear, All that remains is essence bare. All thoughts of ceasing to exist, In Truth, are but avoidances Of facing fully what is met At lifetimes end when grieviances Are scattered to the winds of time. Then resting… Continue reading In death as in out deepest sleep
Between my finger and my thumb
I remember well when I was young Between my finger and my thumb I held the moon. Those sparkling lights in the night-times’s sky I stroked and touched as i did fly On through the darkness. They had not told me then of time T’was just the length of a nursery rhyme In my mind’s… Continue reading Between my finger and my thumb