Saturday, May 11, 2019

Connected


Connected to the roots of my being
I am strong

Now I can dance in the wind
giving in to its playful caresses
And when the rains pour
I can let myself be drenched

Now I can be the leaf that falls
and the branch that withers
And when spring rolls around
I can let myself be reborn

Knowing, being, what I am
I am stable
Now this body can be supple
and sweet

Stillness and movement as one

Birthing and dying as one

Knowing myself as the unknown

Sublime Union

At the root of awakening
is the yearning for reality
to know itself as
the formlessness it is

At the root of manifestation
is the yearning for reality
to know itself as
the formfullness it is

Form arcs towards formlessness
Formlessness arcs towards form

Like lovers reaching out
to each other
arms outstretched
they seek to know the other
as themselves

In their sublime union
is the beginning and the end,
and everything between;
the eternal dance,
always being always becoming

As form awakens
to its formlessness
it grows in its capacity
to express formlessness

Simultaneously
as formlessness awakens
to its formfullness
it grows in its capacity
to be expressed in form

Form and its formless ground
evolve together
The manifest and its unmanifest source
grow together
In the deep dark womb
of the fathomless depths

Goddess of the Dark



Goddess of the Dark,

Who are you?
why do you speak to me so?
Stinging my eyes with unbidden tears
Filling my heart with unnamed sensation
Calling my whole being to pause

I don't know you
You are not a destination I aspired to
nor do you fit any image I've ever known
Yet when you appeared on my horizon
I recognized you instantly
In the soundless depths of me

You give no direction yet
But I can feel you anchoring me within
Preparing void as womb
Even as you lead me to lie there and die
In your embrace

Goddess of the Dark

I feel your presence in me now
And your strength and your power
Perhaps now I will have the wherewithal
to let everything go
every last bit of it, good and bad

My highest ideal and my biggest fear
They are but two ends of one chain
that binds me to this world, this existence
I have to let them both go
I have to be prepared to die fully