Merciful Benevolent One

[Guest guest]

"You that come to birth and bring the mysteries,

your voice-thunder makes us very happy.

Roar, lion of the heart,

and tear me open!

 

~Rumi~

 

 

With every blade of 'seems like happy' grass

weaving along the wonderful earth,

in that 'greenery-glad of being the essence,'

of grass blades who think like grass blades,

stones and pebbles pebbling alongside

the stone-tumbling stones,

rolling along, really revolving along,

 

and see, Ultramarine Seawaves,

See the Sea of Serenity, first sight

of the Shore to Freedom,

the shoreline with no landmass,

and the land that lines up alongside,

lulling Sea and shoreless shores,

and see the the Sun of Serenity,

Sunbursts of Souls who learned

to soar as One so long ago,

so long ago we sailed the seven seas

and sought out Something,

Something like the Tropics

and the Love of life and animals,

 

Cannibals perhaps or

some just sultry, simple action

done by a simple warrior,

or hunter, or servant to the kill and that,

Who will say the way of what

Beloved wants of you and i, for i,

i held you in my arms and watched you die,

watched you bleed,

saw you slip into the sunrise,

bleeding such Grandeur, all Grace!

Oh Grace You Faceless Face,

You Nameless Trace,

You Kalified killer,

i still take you in my arms

and soak into your dying moment,

vowed forever to find you,

 

to flood the world with tears to find you,

and flipped the wrist again

and found ourselves in some Germanic garb,

such a silly, lovley willow woman,

wooed you, won you, wed you,

and what bright arts of Love

with Only Love as the Beloved was born!

The vow renewed, the promise carved

inside the Heart of one another,

such a calligraphic cresting,

a curvature of soul bending surrender,

and the Suchness of saying,

"Say I Am You," saying it and KNOWING IT!

 

So here we are and all around we are

the harlot and the Christed One,

one moment i, Thou, the Christed,

so annointed with Light it devastates,

and turning just a blink the face

of Grace's taking turns to i-shine,

Madonna-Jesus is the Mary is the

Judas is the Caiaphas is the Barabbas,

and so around the lots of allotted plots

we unfold, but thou and i,

 

the Rightness of this Moment intensifies

into a point-bright pinnacle,

an apex of energy of Shakti-Lalla-malas

being fingered for God's Mouth,

Mouthing and reeling into Oblivion's

gated caveways and byways, i fall,

falling deeper into Union and recommunion

and we are forever OneHeart,

 

beatbeatbeat, beatbeatbeat, beat beatbeat,

beat beatbeat, beatbe, beatbe

 

Baby we got the World whirling

around Our Mystery and flinging miracles,

tossing out visions like rabbits in a hat,

a Cosmic TopHat of JoyGlow,

and we the sticks waving for everyone

to come on in and see the Beloved,

neverneverland is that loss of any caring

about anything but Beloved,

and wonderment at really caring all

at once with "eh, so what, and eh,

Eh eh my God, my God, my Glorious Godified

codified becoming You and Me,

bullish brunderment is not wonderment,

not being sundered yet and THAT,

That is the Way to somebody's Garden Party,

a Good Affair to Remember,

an all-out shin-digging digging up the dead

and sitting them at tables,

talking them out of thinking like a stiff,

like an uptight bore, and so,

we bid adieu to You and You

 

for this is the final lift into Beloved,

The Beautfiul Beloved One is lifting

the glass to toast this Love,

the Sea returns again, the green grass begins

to grassify again, gratify

and this is the Hour of Attunement

and Attainment, attainment of Nothing

and contained in That is that what

cannot be contained, explained,

not on this or that sweet bippy

did ya ever hear such a storyboard!

 

Love,

Mazie

 

 

 

 

 

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