Meditation on Nothing

[Guest guest]

dear readers....i feel compelled today to share with you something

personal....about nine months ago white wolfe was born when mark

received spiritual transmission of the Beloved's Higher Love from

his teacher....the poetry you read is the ripe fruit of that

experience unfolding itself in my spirit....as my teacher points and

leads me so i point you to what lies beyond....^^~~~~

 

further up and further in,

 

white wolfe

 

the beloved’s secret

 

“…the beloved is precious beyond all things…

….the beloved is the lover’s best reward…”

-Proverbs 31:10-11

 

when nothing is done, nothing is left undone

 

oh, my readers, i love all creatures so deeply

i must needs sing day and night, night and day

i must sing because i have a secret dark lover

if I don’t sing her praises nothing gets done

even the sun refuses to open his bright eyes

the corn refuses to grow and crows to scream

 

nothing is left undone, when nothing is done

 

i love you so much, i am going share a secret

with you, just you, but you must promise me

as soon as you hear it you must tell a friend

if you do not i will know my singing is either

filled with to many flats or too many sharps

my praises will be undone and nothing done

 

when nothing is done, nothing is left undone

 

so here is my secret and help me get it out

but when you do let is be as easy as gossip

as soon as you hear it you must tell is to one

but in the telling whisper, smile and giggle

don’t go left or right, don’t go up or down

gossip broadly as broad as the middle way

 

nothing is left undone, when nothing is done

 

my secret is the secret name of the beloved

can you guess, beloved reader, with this clue

the secret name of the beloved is the name

of the one whose eyes dream gently by yours

what! you say, my lover is not the beloved!

silly you, you are dreaming in love’s cradle

 

when nothing is done, nothing is left undone

 

how do i know that what i say is true, you ask

 

just now, i awoke in the soft arms of mirabei

the dark one, a goddess within from beyond

she smiled, she giggled and then whispered

i love you so much, i must tell you a secret

to you, just you, but you must promise me

as soon as you hear it you must tell a friend…

 

nothing is left undone, when nothing is done

 

less and less do we force things, mira and i

we are arrived at a time, a place of non-action

for those in love there is no need for action

mira and i, less and less do we force things

you see, i am mirabei’s bright poet and she

she sings to me the secret i am singing to you

 

when nothing is done, nothing is left undone

 

this is what mirabei sings to me, dear reader,

 

You are the Beloved and the Beloved is You!

 

Sssh…,

whisper and giggle, let the gossiping begin!

 

Nothing is left undone, when Nothing is done!

 

mark christopher valentine

(march 19, 2001)