One-legged Luminescence

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Cresting the grassy hill,

Colliding with the infinite

In the form

Of a one-legged seagull,

I stand and meet the eyes

Of my brother

Bandying about Beauty on one foot.

But of course!

I see myself in him,

And he in me.

Bantering with the breeze,

Lifting off from some breath

Held in check by the checkered feathers

Of every seagull standing around me,

Suddenly everyone lifts into the sky of longing.

We are all here for freedom’s fall.

Lost in the Kiss of the Sky breaking open,

I spot the lone, one-legged seagull,

Not by chance,

Not by fluke or happenstance,

But out of hundreds of birds,

He appears squarely in front of me again.

Staring with a peaceful recognition,

I am stammered into stutters

As a reed-footed coot

Contemplates yogic postures offered

By the seagull.

Studying the stance,

Standing and staring with cocked eye,

The coot defies everything I ever knew about birds

When he attempts and achieves

The motionless, one-footed asana

Of a seagull stepping into God.

The initiation of the infinite is stepped-up a notch

In the thrill of killing yet another concept

I held as truth.

Mere belief will not suffice in the night

Of Self-Revelation

Seen in the sundry assimilations

Of seagulls and mud-hens

Seeking Union by intimations of Love,

As It Is Now.

Unchecked by any hesitation,

Reality resumes Its poised, particular position

As I ponder the wonder of this moment

Presenting in the form of a one-legged seagull,

A curious coot,

And a woman with bi-lateral

Hip replacements.

One Movement makes Love to us all.

Motionless, we inquire quietly

As creatures, not quite entirely complete,

A Canvas of the Heart

For Light Indefatiguable.

Like the lifting off into Shiva,

I liken the lifting off of the flocks of my friends

With the lift leveling all concepts of limitation

And leaving only limitless

Possibility

As Perfection in all forms of manifestation.

There is nothing less than any other thing.

Laughingly,

I limp along and swing on the cusp

Of eternity –

Complete and Beautiful

As I am now.

Allahu Akbar!

 

LoveAlways,

Mazie

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