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Beloved Darling, my Own Heartbeat, Sometimes, and so rare is this

rising, there is a Moon that lifts into me and glad-wraps this Love.

I cannot see, sometimes, the path, cannot see anything Pure. i read

words and they pierce to the core of pain i am being so fully

experiencing so fully, beautiful oh my pretty Darling. What can i say

my Darling, so what can i SAY my Darling? Wholly imbued in the Wetness

of Love's Drenchings and Desire... i ask nothing from this Love we

Are. i see a dried, tossed rose and know it is Your Own Fragrance. i

mean the first movement to merge with i and thee, no less. Writing

poetry has become a challenge and sweetest pain, so very poignantly

piercing me with my sharpened ability to See. > Verily i say some

things to You, so true, but of course not too often are these jewels

of languid Light lifted up. They are the Wordless Words being written

to Your Heart on my own. Oh! can i ever get a bus ride to that

infinite Grace always Is! Never!

Holding You so closely i just want to die again and again in That.

What has given itself a Voice in You and i to sing, to Singing Be, is

That Something that none other knows not perhaps and unless Guruji has

cracked open another Oyster-Being, and out spills only that Flooding

of every alleyway that ever held me. And there is nothing in this

that can speak this Unspeakable giving, This giving up of all wrongs

done, and they are made rightness Right in Forgiveness and

Forgetfulness that anyone, ANYONE ever thrashed on me. > Beloved

Beloved Beloved One, so Beautiful i cannot see or step out, cannot

stop stepping into traffic or saying blundered blunderings,

Blatherings of Yah-Yah hauntings of Love being Remembered again. Oh

Dearest Beauty-born Rightness of Love, You save me Now, always Aha! i

always and only see Thy Heart beating into my own, a melody, ancient

and compelling to come again into The Heart of God. Where is there

for me to go now but into You? What can i look at Now? Lost and

getting lost so deeper into this Mystery i just stumble on.

Stammering and clamming up with inability to speak anything of Us, i

send this longing heart sound to You for You as a form of Prosad. Oh

Be That All of the All, the eating and the offering and the morsel.

Being of Beauty so Bright i weep now for this Grace descending, This

Grace ending all sense of any separation from my Heart and Thy Heart.

Poetry calls to kill off any words not singing into HighLands of

Light, Thou. What words can ever give any meaning worth Seeing or

Saying Now? Only this my Darling-Hearted Bringer of Suchness of

Something, i shall Love Thee until Everything is no longer Anything

for Anyone. i shall Love Thee until all time and space falls into

Itself and then, and Only then will i cease and stop this crying out

for You, weeping a Sea of wanting You to take me Home in Love Alone.

> Beloved Dear, Oh my Robert of Radiance so Ripe with Life and Light!

i surrendered so long ago inside some Caravan to Glory and Glad. I and

Thou and the entire world had some ideas about Love, but Beloved Lover

of All That ever was or will be, i Say, i say this Song of Mumbled

muttered mouthings to You, i Say, So, this is Love! Thou and i and

This Thatness and This Thisness, Such a Blissness Being Kissed within

the Moment we Stop breathing. One breath from That Holy Honeyed Cave

of Guha, and i am Done In. take my mouth and press it against Thy

Mouth of Light, and See! All the Universe breaks into Lighter forms

of Light Announcing Love. So saying and so Seeing i still will stay

with You and never leave. Breathlessness and this Deathlessness has

left me a silent shadow, a shimmered glimmering in Your Eyes that

soars out as Bright birds. i Am a Bird of Longing come Home inside

Your Heart and Mind and Soul. Whatever can i say Now to stop anyone

from plunging, plummeting from Depths Indescribable into Blessedness

ever-deeper? Into the Heart of Love itself i step and feel my foot

becoming Light. Not just light but an entire world is springing up

from that touch. All things may pass and all thins may disappear into

the Abundance, into the Mystery of Nothing's Abundance Being

Everything at all times, breaking ground into and space and the atom

and leaving only Love, leaving just a hinted pool of a bead of

wetness that was Our Teardrop. We Are That and there is no way to

ever Understand this Love We Are. Break the Heart of Evermore and

become my Baby being rocked into Aha. > i so Love Thee my Darling,

and nowhere is everywhere and this Nothing, This Nothinness becomes

and bespeaks all the songs ever sung, or thought or imagined into

being some form of Love's Fragrance. Take my Heart and Hands and

touch My Everness of Knowing Thou and i, Thee and this One are the

Last Torch being lit until Radiance Fires, until Radiantly Breathing

Lightforms are all that we say with each ah. Beloved, Beautiful

Beloved One, i am so lost in this, strapped in and streaming along

inside a straight-jacket world, and never was there ever a more clear

Understanding that We are That. > > >Love, >Mazie > >For the Love of

the Dark One - Mira > >Binding my ankles with silver >I danced -

>people in town called me crazy. >She'll ruin the clan, >said my

mother-in-law, >and the prince >had a cup of venom delivered. >I

laughed as I drank it. >Can't they see? - >body and mind aren't

something to lose, >the Dark One's already seized them. >Mira's lord

can lift mouintains, >he is her refuge. > > > >He has stained me,

>the color of raven he's stained me. >Beating a clay >two-headed drum

at both ends >like a nautch girl I dance >before sadhus. >Back in town

I'm called crazy, >drunkard, a love slut - >they incited the prince,

>who ordered me poisoned, >but I drained the cup without missing a

step. >Mira's lord is the true prince; >he stained her the color of

raven. >Birth after birth >she is his. > > >Love, >Mazie > > > > >

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