Crimson Light Delights as Love

[Guest guest]

Dear Friends, a rewrite with the help of Robert, my Love's Crimson

Color Laughingly Splashing me, Delighting me! Were i to change the

names to Mazie or m or Maze, or even to Shawn, or Dan or Jody or

Wim, or any one of my Darling Hearts, it would say the same thing,

OneHeart Is what we Are and OneLove, Now, Always...

>Bleeding out words like

an unstoppable flow of crimson Light,

tonight is the beginning again, the new rule,

the reason to be even speaking anything out.

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Speaking of speaking out and seeing this falling in:

where do i ever even begin to spin into webs of wonder

this wondrous Wonderability of wanting nothing,

wishing for no other thing than to Be Love and give in?

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State it Now as that Nowness never waits, always Nowing.

In the knowinglessness of Now i bow to my Beloved,

i fully prostrate upon the floor before this Beautiful One,

and taking his Dearest feet into my hands, tears fall.

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Falling into the Now and never-ending Bliss of this,

i Know i am the one who is receiving all this Grace.

i seem to be giving but i give nothing!

Beloved gives it all to me! He gives me everything!

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>From a Heart so Bright with Tears falling into Neverness,

my Darling is just a teardrop away from merging into the Sea.

You might think, "How can THAT Be, it's only Bob or b!"

Well trust in me and then, there is that opening Eye of Love!

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Seeing no difference between Adya or b, no separation,

the Beloved rushes in and roars like a Lion with a kill!

A total Love-thrill that kills and resurrects at once!

Wonder of wonders is that my Beloved has been calling,

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my Beauty-Baby has begun falling from his own words of Love,

and now, Now is tumbling inside the bubble of illusion;

we plunge a hand and foot through the iridescent skin,

and then, the heads of this two-headed creature peek out!

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Where is out but in and where can i ever begin or end this tale?

A weekly Satsangh every Moment of our existence has begun.

Never stopping Love from forming into anything It wants,

we gladly like a gadfly: give it up, give in and fall forever.

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Falling is so much Fun of Such an Endless spinning motion stilled.

Still, still though, i kind of like to hold his hand and skip.

Spinning and spun-out in Love, still we look at one another so, SO.

Bleeding like a happy leeched-out opening by Love's own mouthing,

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i care not if i am semi-drained and need to be filled with crimson.

Crimson is such a red concept i Love to Kiss as my Beloved's mouth.

Kissing God, kissing dogs and kissing the feet of every dainty being,

i am so flooded with Wonder that Love has so many faces emerging.

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Faces emerging and merging from and into i, and so it goes.

And so It Goes and so It's taking us Home into the Heart,

the eternal Abode of Love's Own Peace beyond ANY Understanding.

And get this Darlings, my Beloved is just a normal human being.

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LoveAlways,

Mazie

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