Guest guest Posted April 26, 2002 Report Share Posted April 26, 2002 We Breathe in this Moment and we know we Are This That Is. We try to breathe past this Now or linger in yesterday, and the Moment is swallowed by Maya's Sweet, Lush Mouth, that Dark and Sultry Taste to forgetfulness of who we are. What a world of Moonlight swimming have i done all my stupid sweet life! Bouyancy has always been my best performance underwater. Such ease of breathing In the Water-Wonder of you swimming, and you are always swimming right along beside me, sometimes, right Inside me! Such Mooned landscapes are seen under this River! The Sky so Dark with Trembling, Longing for Our Love and Flow, has forgotten to hold the Moon close clasped to Her Charcoal Breast, and Now the water we swim in is floating ripe with Moons and stars. Wonderful Water-wheel spinning this Heart into Crystal Clarity! Washing along inside the merriment of Laughing Underwater, Hilarity! We have thrown the Nebulous Sound of Love's Mystery Skyward, swept this entire riverbed of all its jewels and given them out. Look into the next Dark Face of the Night and the Moon's Love. I swear, i swear by Jove and Allah, you'll see my Love and i there! We're about to break the firmament into Pure Black Water Wells, Unfathomable Depths of the Love, Love that's smolder-burning, underwater! It's burning, churning, comet-coursing, crashing, and serendipitous! Why wait for the Ocean to take you from the shore of life? Leap into the raging Sea and dive into the Highest Wave Imaginable! Why wait for Love to drown Your Heart, when You can take Love, You can take Love and hold her under the Water, keep the Heart Wet. Wetness of Shimmered mysterious Starfields colliding in a river. Slickly-sliding memories of some California rivers being crossed. All of this is but a dream we dreamed before we died in Love. The river? This Moment of Perpetual Unfoldment into a WhiteLight, a Brilliancy of Brightness so Stunning, Red blossoms Again in Joy! Red for Passion! White for Truth! The River of Bliss is this Love we are manifesting into As We Are Now. Oh, and now we fold up the tented visions of rivers and Love and Such, and we just stop peddling-paddling all this Lover's Bag of Tricks! This world is not thirsty enough to drink from our River my Love, my Heart! Splashing ever inward we just break against the shore of every heart. With this sweet crashing into Love's embrace, we take the world with Us. Splish-Splash, we go Under One last time... Love, Mazie _______________ Join the world’s largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 27, 2002 Report Share Posted April 27, 2002 When When my head is spinning full filled with the blazing lights of eternity And the Divine whispers my name softly I believe for a blissful moment That I am endless with no beginning I see the universe as perfect and profound Every butterfly wing raptured rhythm Each fragrence and flavor on festive breezes I believe in Mahavir, Buddha, Mohammet, & Jesus And hear the loving voice of God in every sound... And when I awake and dance that divine dance I realize that few can follow the Blissful Bossanova And that for millions the music is never heard And their steps a jumble of painful falls and failures And survival for most is a losing game of chance... Beyond my bliss and self absorbtion...beyond the cerulean sky There exists a world where children starve Where women are abused, where gentle souls weep When vengeful violence visits the victims And torture and warfare take wing and fly... Then when spring is but a half green dream of smoke While other paths are strewn with misguided momentary joy And there is more to life than just a fever dream I walk the path of the middle way, embrace Mahayana And soothe my soul with the words that Gautama spoke... I take the path of least resistance...but I make my stand I seek the unknowing cloud of divine bliss And drink from the tall glass of ecstasy, but a bit And reserve most for guests and thirsty souls Who have been racked on the wheel of life I learn that true attainment requires I understand That for the true spiritual traveler on the road No day is done if no deed has not passed complete To right a wrong, to sing that song that soothes And one has helped to end misery and sorrow And done one's part to help the Lotus unfold... I have danced my dance, sung my song Now is the time to act, to heal and teach To cast out devils, to pass the cup divine Our lives have meaning if others take our gift We each contained the answers all along... Zenbob Namaste Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 27, 2002 Report Share Posted April 27, 2002 >Ah, that wine of ecstasy must have filled your cup recently... > Namaste Zenbob! oh yes, it is true. My heart and head have been tossed about the land of Love and i cannot stop mumbling and bumble-bubbling about it! i must say to you dearest how much delight i have found in all your postings. You are such a fine bright light here at Harsha's. This poem below is so excellent! Just wonderful, wonderful! it is just so good to read your words everyday Zenbob. You are a Joy. Love, Mazie > >When > >When my head is spinning >full filled with the blazing lights of eternity >And the Divine whispers my name softly >I believe for a blissful moment >That I am endless with no beginning > >I see the universe as perfect and profound >Every butterfly wing raptured rhythm >Each fragrence and flavor on festive breezes >I believe in Mahavir, Buddha, Mohammet, & Jesus >And hear the loving voice of God in every sound... > >And when I awake and dance that divine dance >I realize that few can follow the Blissful Bossanova >And that for millions the music is never heard >And their steps a jumble of painful falls and failures >And survival for most is a losing game of chance... > >Beyond my bliss and self absorbtion...beyond the cerulean sky >There exists a world where children starve >Where women are abused, where gentle souls weep >When vengeful violence visits the victims >And torture and warfare take wing and fly... > >Then when spring is but a half green dream of smoke >While other paths are strewn with misguided momentary joy >And there is more to life than just a fever dream >I walk the path of the middle way, embrace Mahayana >And soothe my soul with the words that Gautama spoke... > >I take the path of least resistance...but I make my stand >I seek the unknowing cloud of divine bliss >And drink from the tall glass of ecstasy, but a bit >And reserve most for guests and thirsty souls >Who have been racked on the wheel of life >I learn that true attainment requires I understand > >That for the true spiritual traveler on the road >No day is done if no deed has not passed complete >To right a wrong, to sing that song that soothes >And one has helped to end misery and sorrow >And done one's part to help the Lotus unfold... > >I have danced my dance, sung my song >Now is the time to act, to heal and teach >To cast out devils, to pass the cup divine >Our lives have meaning if others take our gift >We each contained the answers all along... > >Zenbob > >Namaste _______________ Join the world’s largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. http://www.hotmail.com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 27, 2002 Report Share Posted April 27, 2002 Keep sending those lovely Rumi-esque thoughts... They have a wonderful waterfall effect... And everyone is refreshed just by bathing in them... I am quite certain... Love, Namaste, Zenbob Having recently given a love offering of a Jonathon Delicious to his Arabian filly, Athena as a Saturday treat. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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