Miracle

[Guest guest]

Life --

a miracle

collected over time by

moments, flabbergasted to be

in each other's presence."

 

 

Lifetimes –

We two together,

Again and again, timelessly

Timing our arrival together,

To marvel in the miracle of Love,

Love so deep and true,

it never ends.

Bliss - Self-Perpetuating

Forever, Eternally,

Intuit if You will, Infinite,

if You can,

if You want to.

 

Astounded still,

Amazed beyond measure

To be Beloved embodied once more.

The Presence

Has made a present of Your Heart for me,

And i am so far past being

thankful and grateful,

and such limited expression,

The Archangels and Cherubim

bow their heads in Awe in

Open-mouthed Ommming all around.

So says the poet

in a poetically-correct way.

These words can never, ever show You

This, THIS!

Just look at Your hands

in the Sunlight...

 

 

Waking Life

 

Without You near me,

Every year, 365 times over,

times some ridiculous other number

in a Numberless, Nameless, Never-Everness,

i floundered in a Dreamland,

in a River of Tricks and Magic,

Searching hopelessly for that golden ring.

Ixnay was rising from the water,

yes, even then my Love.

Even then,

She was Singing into me.

She was the Siren Song epitomized,

And i was sailing ever so swiftly,

Racing towards this Crashing into You.

Broken open and so shattered

By the Love i See You Are,

i hear this -

 

A Prayer upon the Heart of God,

my Heart an utterance into thine,

of the Holy, Breathing Being,

Beauty-Birthing Beauty Beings

by Loving Unconditionally;

 

And now, see the Sweetest

children everywhere

playing all around us.

Nataraja awakens from a Nap

and begins Singing,

Sigh-singing children's dittys,

and always ending each one with this -

 

Om Namah Shivaya

Shivallah Shiva Allah

 

 

And still, from the Sea of Stillness

You are calling from That Grand Immensity.

 

 

 

Beloved Poet,

my Darling Heart,

Mighty Kindness,

 

Beloved Poet's Muse,

My Dearest Darling-Heart,

Oh my Kind, Kind Mashuq,

 

 

Gift of Grace,

Song of Songs,

Life of my Life,

 

Grace ItSelf granted unto i,

Psalms written on my life

and love-lined palms,

Love of Such Love,

Ah! The Lovingness

Loving in us!

 

Breath of Om,

Sound of Silence,

Core of Love,

 

Vibratory Up-Holder of All Creation,

Silence Sounding as every Songbird set free,

Core story and center of Gravity,

 

Joy of Light,

Sun and Moon,

Rapture of Stars,

 

Luminosity Laughing,

Saturn and Spindrift Starfields,

Radiance of Rilke rewritten,

 

Music of Laughter,

Laughter in Tears,

Soul of Shine,

 

Laughter of Light striking,

Tears flow in every moment,

Spirit of Beings,

assigned as Unseen Scribes,

 

Shining Brightly,

Lifting Up,

Always Present,

 

So Effulgent, Darkness Shines,

The Lift and Fall, the Lilt of -

"I Am With You Always…."

 

Ever Happy,

Ever True,

Ever This,

 

Joy Unbound, Richocheting,

rocket-hot Revelry reveals -

Truth Unshackled,

This Everness,

Divine Cleverness

of our own Eternity Unfolding,

 

 

This Miracle of You!

This Miracle of You!

 

 

Oh God! You Are Miracle made natural!

Oh God! You Are a Miracle Unmatchable to me!

Oh! Achyuta, You Matchless One,

strike a match and let's be the Flame Lick

forever rekindling ItSelf in Lovers

as the Love they seek.

 

 

Praising, Praising --

Robert is praising,

praising Beloved,

 

 

Pronaming, Pronaming –

Mazie is full-prostrate,

praising Beloved,

Beloved-praising,

Gazing into infinity

between these lines.

 

 

Beloved his Heart,

Beloved his Heart,

his Heart is You,

You His Darling,

Only, Always,

praising You,

His Heart,

This Heart!

 

You are my Heart,

Beautiful One!

Beloved OneHeart,

Your Heart is my Heart,

You are my Adorable Mashuq,

Only Now, and Forever Now,

Worshipping You, Beloved.

My Heart is in Song,

This Heart Your Own Echo!

i am nearing no-return, so -

 

Bowing,

Bowing,

Bowing

 

 

Burning,

Burning,

Burnt to nothing.

 

I Bow to That Blaze.

Take this last ash

of me and my words,

And just eat it.

Prasad, Parinda,

ahhh, Sweet Prasad

offered to a Particular.

Of course Beloved,

we really aren't particular

about how we offer everything up

to the Beloved One.

 

Bowing,

Being Bowed,

We Are the Bowing,

the the Being Bowed,

and we Are the Bower.

 

i Bow down

to This, which Is That.

Beloved, Beloved,

i Love Your Belovedness

Being Born along in Grace.

 

Here's some Grace for You -

Grace,

A little baby, still inside,

being Blessed to breathe the Light

of a Zen teacher Bowing,

always Bowing fully,

to That.

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie & b