Because I Am You.

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Because I Am You

Because you have a blind heart you can see me,

because I have an open heart you cannot see me.

If we both found our selves for this moment in the one heart

you would know me, and I know you.

I would be the inside of your heart,

and blind to all but the appearance of this love.

Because the same spirit dances in you as I -

I become your dance, and you my movement.

We are the spiral of ascendancy,

the dance of a playful affinity

remembering the One.

If I were different from you,

you would not hear this music

that love creates eternally.

Because we have been blessed with endless life,

you and I never began-

When we became two, the One remained.

That star bright ‘This’ only imagines us,

for the enchantment,

of infinite realms of loves becoming.

Always this coming together

within one bright creation.

If I greet you in this world,

I become your intimate joy in every dimension,

this lovely duality of One.

Be grateful to be both.

Because I have been deep in the earth

of you

You have lost me.

If you had not looked away,

You would not have missed me.

We would have flowed as one river

out of the same Source.

We would have grown as one sunrise

knowing the root of our Life,

and the sap of this love

would hold no hint of bitterness.

Because I have known myself in you

for a million years and more-

You have come to forget me.

You cannot see the shape my soul makes

in the seal of this present portrayal.

We stand apart, and within a fairy tale

retold by strangers to lonely children.

Yet if I dry your tears I but wipe my own away

within a story we make ourselves.

If you see through all appearance

to the heart of love,

love will bloom in every thought.

Because every traveling road is a

circle that moves you inward to love.

Every path I have walked also,

has brought us to this meeting.

Just as it was created for us, in the now and ever.

If there had been a real parting of our souls,

there could never have been this meeting.

The Universe of time and space

flies outward in vast illusion.

Only Love expands inwardly

to meet itself again in new creation.

Because the harvest lives in the seed.

I am the love you can absorb now.

Because substance is empty of form,

You can be empty of everything but me.

I am your own Jesus

that awakes in your own Bethlehem.

Love is born in the manger we choose.

Yet all life is its fountainhead.

Because my form is a flower you have plucked

from the same spiritual garden that revealed us.

You display me in your dreams,

as an exile from your being.

Yet I never left you. Not for a moment.

I am that one who wakes you in every life time,

to be a lover, a mother, a father.

A kiss from your own heart.

Just being here reminding you, to be here,

where we always are.

Because your original face

was fashioned from all the beauty that Is,

you do not compare with any thing.

Because I was born from you,

within the One uncreated and creating love,

your soul is the womb of my body.

If this were not so,

You could not be the seedbed of love,

and there would be no nativity nor term

for the delivery of original wonder.

The angelic patterns of loveliness

would not return each season

to trace loves desire

upon this sacred ground, to heal and restore.

Because I love you.

These words will become your truth.

I am your wisdom, and your foolishness.

I am this thought,

and this eternal space between these words.

If I were not all this,

and all of what you will be,

and what will ever be,

you could not be here with me at all.

We flower together as one.

I have spoken to you of love,

Have said these words

in this place, that is not a space between us.

Because everything unfolds from this love,

it all happens here.

Because there is no place to go,

and nothing that you need do.

Do not travel alone

on the journey to the Heart.

Heaven is not a place, but a shared Love.

I can teach you nothing

except that which you already know.

I can remember for you only

when you remember yourself.

You alone, have nothing I lack.

Because I am the wind, and the tree,

the tree and the sound of the tree.

Because you are the earth and the rock,

and the stone root, and the teaming soil.

Because the sky and the taste of this breathe

forms us in myriad ways and gives us

legs and lungs made from the stars,

all of which is a million acres of loving emptiness

for this impulse to swell and surge within.

Love impels its perfect aspiration.

Love opens the petal of love.

If it did not, the tree, wind and rock

would have no root in any earth.

The vein of longing and fulfilment

would be a dry stick in an arid dream.

Blood and flesh are not apart from Sacred will.

They are the taproot of our natural becoming.

Because you are made on a simple loom.

Because I am woven deep within the same matrix.

If you unwind my course coat

you will find yourself unconcealed and easy.

Mild and gently fashioned by my being.

If you were an elaborate detail

you could never be the essence of my purity,

and all things would be estranged from you.

We seek the simple content of the lucid heart,

and unwind the thread of difference.

Dear heart of mine,

because you have made me homeless,

I turn again to my home in you.

I write this love letter,

for us both, that we may remember One,

right here, in the body of our love.

love

eric

Copyright 2002. Eric Ashford.