Eclipse.

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Eclipse

I asked the Beloved, “Why do I fall on my face

wanting you as a man wants a beautiful female?

This is childish and lecherous,

please cure me of this disease......â€

My darling one, replied by dropping

yet an other veil from one breast

so that a nipple stood out

like a blushing moon over a snow field.

An areola of mysterious passion

encircling that sweet ruby

with an intimation

of the hidden corona of our desire.

I immediately fell down again

and began kissing the ground,

and every blade of grass became her penis.

The Beloved whispered,

“You are my burden sweet one,

and I carry you as the liquor of my soul

poured into drops of blood

for the birth of our love child.

Everything under my sky dress

is a mothering of my unseen passion to Be.

I rub two atoms together

and have set this world on fire for my kisses.

I have placed my angels

in the mineral, vegetable and animal

to bring out their soul,

just as two lifeless sticks rubbed together

produce living flame.

I have made you from this fire

to be this longing for me.

All my prophets turn to poetry

and then to silence

until they become my poem.â€

Beloved, I am helpless without those fine legs of yours.

Without your limbs, I am an unripe peach

clinging to the wind for nourishment.

You are my buried treasure

and I am sewn into your branches

to be your bloom on this fruit.

There is a lion in the heart

that is your roar of joy to be this love.

I have no authority but to be its revelation.

This reed flute is your Huu.

My hands and feet are one AUM of creation.

>From this vibration a million realms appear

and dance away into nothing again.

A repentant Pharaoh is made to be the water of Isis

and only knows how to flow as her tears.

My religion is to die a thousand times

in the jasmine scented garden of this soul,

in the India of this spirit

serving tea to your gopi’s

as the taste of your ocean.

I am a coat of many colors torn to shreds

by this longing to be just naked prayer.

I only sing when you breathe through this susumna

to be a reed trembling for your voice.

I have no choice but to say myself for you.

This babe in your arms listens

so that it can learn of your tenderness.

How your words come into form

and then make a sound in the flesh

like the wind passing through leaves.

I am making love to your angels

as they drop their wings to be your body.

Gathering those golden feathers as my soul,

I become your Icarus flung into extinction.

I am become the effervescence of your blood

foaming into words from the Sacred Heart.

I am the stone you turn to bread

for your invisible tongue.

I asked of my Beloved to be Her only lover.

And She has undressed Her bosom

for the mouth of every sweetheart.

No one can hold Her this close without vanishing.

One ruby nipple is a moon eclipse of any material sun,

how much more is the penumbra of this self

as it turns into Her light?

love

eric

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