For Zenbob

[Guest guest]

In the heart of Original Innocence

there is a child wandering through the

wonder of all of this. In the body

of this child, there is no sense of any

limitation or collapse of attention

into fantasies of knowing, since all is felt

as the ecstatic expression of

Infinite/Being/Happiness.

A sweet dear light radiates from this

child in all directions, filling all space

with the Song of Itself.

When our ears can Hear,

this is the sound we Hear.

We can See this light,

our own bright beauty,

when our eyes have been

washed with the Love

awake within us and beyond us.

Such a wonderful Light

has always surrounded us!

We are never apart from This Light!

It is the Light of all of us,

holding all of us, kissing all of us

with the Bliss of Itself.

This is why our refusal of the Light

is so poignant,

for when we have exhausted our reluctance,

then how Happy is this Light!

Our ears become so happy,

because they can see this Light.

Our eyes become happy,

because they can hear this Song.

This Song of the Child.

This Light of Itself.

This blessed Child.

This blessed Life.

And now we see,

This Child is ours,

and now we see,

This Child is us.

We have always been this

Happiness, this ChildHeart!

We have the trust of a child, and

this trust has no beginning or ending.

Our Light extends forever as This Love.

This Wonder is our fleshy garment.

This Song shall always play upon our tongue.

This child at play in the fields of the Lord

holds both palms high above the head,

a head of golden radiant bliss,

and smiling laughing singing weeping

reminds us all with gestures Sweet

that we should never grow so old as to forget

our Dancing Feet!

 

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

b

[Guest guest]

Thank you Bob...

I have placed this in my "never delete folder."

Blessings,

Love,

Zenbob