Guest guest Posted June 20, 2002 Report Share Posted June 20, 2002 Love this Robert. Thanks to you and Mazie for all the love. eric Even in this dark and windy night everything is translucent. Light is dancing between the visible and invisible. Can you here the soft laughter echoing in the air? There is no source for this mirth, and so it must be my imagination. But if there is no source for this imagination, then it must just be soft laughter, echoing in the air. I say i am here, you say you are there. I wonder how this can be. What pours through you swoons in me. My blood runs through the veins that connect the galaxies - connect the galaxies with soft laughter, pouring through these imaginary veins with no source, like wine. I wonder how this can be - invisible pouring into visibility. So translucent in this soft laughter! I've lost the way back to sobriety. The little drops of wine I left to mark my way have apparently evaporated - laughing softly in the air on this dark and windy night. Having things be any different than they are has gone the way of wine drops that now connect the galaxies - the galaxies that laugh softly in the air, even on this dark and windy night. I wonder how this can be: I set out to find the God who laughs softly in the air, forgetting it was I dancing between visible and invisible, softly laughing. ------------------------ Sponsor ---------------------~--> Free $5 Love Reading Risk Free! Click Here! ---~-> /join All paths go somewhere. No path goes nowhere. Paths, places, sights, perceptions, and indeed all experiences arise from and exist in and subside back into the Space of Awareness. Like waves rising are not different than the ocean, all things arising from Awareness are of the nature of Awareness. Awareness does not come and go but is always Present. It is Home. Home is where the Heart Is. Jnanis know the Heart to be the Finality of Eternal Being. A true devotee relishes in the Truth of Self-Knowledge, spontaneously arising from within into It Self. Welcome all to a. Your use of is subject to Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 20, 2002 Report Share Posted June 20, 2002 Even in this dark and windy night everything is translucent. Light is dancing between the visible and invisible. Can you here the soft laughter echoing in the air? There is no source for this mirth, and so it must be my imagination. But if there is no source for this imagination, then it must just be soft laughter, echoing in the air. I say i am here, you say you are there. I wonder how this can be. What pours through you swoons in me. My blood runs through the veins that connect the galaxies - connect the galaxies with soft laughter, pouring through these imaginary veins with no source, like wine. I wonder how this can be - invisible pouring into visibility. So translucent in this soft laughter! I've lost the way back to sobriety. The little drops of wine I left to mark my way have apparently evaporated - laughing softly in the air on this dark and windy night. Having things be any different than they are has gone the way of wine drops that now connect the galaxies - the galaxies that laugh softly in the air, even on this dark and windy night. I wonder how this can be: I set out to find the God who laughs softly in the air, forgetting it was I dancing between visible and invisible, softly laughing. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 20, 2002 Report Share Posted June 20, 2002 of course I agree. I try not to divide God up into little pieces. You just need too many pockets to put him in. Yes, will send some poems to our Satsangh. Have just joined an other very busy forum recently and my inbox is overloaded, so must organise myself a bit first. love eric , ErcAshfrd@a... wrote: Thanks to you and Mazie for all the love. .....Dear Brother, since i cut back on the number of groups i had been active in (due to time & interest factors), i miss your own wonderful verse, and wish you would post some here. there is a great taboo against ecstasy in "spiritual" culture, whether it be among the faux-advaitists, the theist judges, or the subtle plane escapists. everyone seems to want to deny the body, before they even inhabit it! LOL!!! of course, this derives from a limited view on what the body actually is -- a subtle but pernicious suspicion, due to faulty programming, that it's some kind of obstacle to Truth, rather than a perfect expression of Divine. your voice is fresh cool water in these dry dusty deserts. LoveAlways, b ------------------------ Sponsor ---------------------~--> Free $5 Love Reading Risk Free! Click Here! ---~-> /join All paths go somewhere. No path goes nowhere. Paths, places, sights, perceptions, and indeed all experiences arise from and exist in and subside back into the Space of Awareness. Like waves rising are not different than the ocean, all things arising from Awareness are of the nature of Awareness. Awareness does not come and go but is always Present. It is Home. Home is where the Heart Is. Jnanis know the Heart to be the Finality of Eternal Being. A true devotee relishes in the Truth of Self-Knowledge, spontaneously arising from within into It Self. Welcome all to a. Your use of is subject to Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted June 20, 2002 Report Share Posted June 20, 2002 , ErcAshfrd@a... wrote: Thanks to you and Mazie for all the love. .....Dear Brother, since i cut back on the number of groups i had been active in (due to time & interest factors), i miss your own wonderful verse, and wish you would post some here. there is a great taboo against ecstasy in "spiritual" culture, whether it be among the faux-advaitists, the theist judges, or the subtle plane escapists. everyone seems to want to deny the body, before they even inhabit it! LOL!!! of course, this derives from a limited view on what the body actually is -- a subtle but pernicious suspicion, due to faulty programming, that it's some kind of obstacle to Truth, rather than a perfect expression of Divine. your voice is fresh cool water in these dry dusty deserts. LoveAlways, b Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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