Form is form, emptiness is emptiness.

[Guest guest]

We sat, the car idling,

the great being moving

playfully, billowing amidst

the eucalyptus, and the sound --

 

 

....We were at the apex of time idling,

a great Breathlesssness awakening

in and as Deathlessness,

blowing through the Mind-Sky,

sweeping away everything and taking nothing.

The Silence was each leaf singing in This Caress,

this Being of Vast Sky Sighing,

stroked by Life ItSelf as Joy to Be,

to Be heard as Soundlessness,

and we the reverberation of each Bliss Whisper.

There was a thunderous quiet everywhere,

and this stood inside You and i, listening,

being listened to, and we were Holy Ear.

 

 

gathering our attention,

mind fused with big mind,

heart swept up in epiphany of

treetops touching, caressed in

windblown simple symphony of

breezy being, mesmerizing

harmony of this, always

right before us, revelation

blessing,

 

 

....Attended to by the Heart of Love,

mind dipped into ItSelf and there was this -

 

a crowd crowned with the headlessness

of true ecstatics,

steeped in leaf and whispered mantras,

stoned on the wisdom of Zen Dancing,

spinning and taking the Bhakti flight,

the Roshi rip-tide into Rapture saying, "Ha!"

Metamorphing into madness mouthing koans of clarity,

we gurgled like a stream of Innocence and Cause.

Grace was giving up Its Secret Cave entrance

of Wonder and Awe and Sublime Mystery,

and we entered into That Nameless Forest,

Forever, forever born past Eternity

into Infinity, Infinity, Infinity.

 

and this morning you fed me

watermelon,

so crisp, so sweet --

 

 

....last night You filled me with Sweet Wine.

We knew no difference from the fruiting and the Vine.

Pouring the Amrita-Wine of Your Heart into this vessel

through every action and inaction You perform,

each gesture is a symbol for the Beloved One Coming Home.

And we Are That Home in one another.

Watermelons carry themselves along the boulevard,

God carries us along His Breath

as the Sound of seeds sprouting

before the melon was That Appearance.

 

 

 

 

you carried this 20 pound fruit

all the way home from the store,

impossibly, in your arms that

hold me now, always revelation

blessing,

 

 

....Stored in some Vast Pool of Remembrance,

this moment that Laughed this stanza into existence,

carries You and i into the Arms of Kannon.

And we are embraced as every revelation,

every Heart opening as the Heart of Zen.

Pure Buddha Wisdom breaks the illusion

that there was ever any moment but this One.

 

 

and in subliminal destinations of

senseless beauty,

the pastor will find,

tucked anonymously

under the church door

each morning, a new poem

 

 

....Veni Veritas!

Take the Sword of Discrimination

and sever this head i stand beneath,

and still, from Stillness i will say -

 

there is no death!

i heard the thoughts and birthed the thoughts,

prior to the Mind climbing out

to disappear into the eyes of those

who will read the poetry of we two Dancing Corpses.

 

 

yours, ours

 

 

....You, i, the sky is falling

through yours and ours.

What remains cannot be said.

It was never born.

 

 

always revelation,

blessing

 

 

....Revolving into this Rapture,

we begin to be the spin and cause

of every universal idea expounded

and released back into Nothing.

The blessing is the Sinking into That.

 

 

Ram

Ram

Ram

 

 

....Jai Hari,

Hari Sundara -

 

i split asunder under the Wild Wonder,

and we Are Awe in the Gasp

of Joy's first rising from Love.

Joy from Joy born,

and this is the cry we give

and are given up as, and into,

when we look at one another.

We See only That One, no other,

no other, ever.

 

 

The beggar,

homeless on the corner,

always revelation,

blessing

 

 

....The corner of every Avadhut proclaims -

Behold! i hold this universe within my eye!

Looking at only That zero sum,

we come as the Rapture and we go

as the mind reveling in everything it is.

And It is everything forever appearing here now.

Duality is the plurality of Nothing doing ItSelf up,

as the Beautiful One, and Yes pulls us in closer, closer,

saying, "I shall Pierce the Heart of Hari with You!"

 

 

Hari Om

Hari Om

Hari Om

 

 

Om Namah Shivaya

Om Namah Shivaya

Om Namah Shivaya

 

Slip into the Soundstream of Consciousness,

and be the Spirit Magnified,

lost in ItSelf, Drifting into Infinity.

 

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie & b