Guest guest Posted October 13, 2005 Report Share Posted October 13, 2005 * * ***** * * * the sound of one (...........) hand clapping v v v v v v v v vv v v v v has been a very secret koan for a night and day song played with the harps of god-angels and the laments of 00000000000000000000000000 all lovers undiscovered in silver and red-blue sheets of dreams unKnown until moonlight and firelight descends upon greener words in pastures of a shepard's crook and we fall hook line and sinker bell book & candles, witchery @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ stitchery beguiled and bewildered if not for this Christ-fish we are this Being of Love having remembered the ocean of awareness the son and daughtership, ownership of the Life <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Living the I Am, this One Life, an appearance in the journal and the dog-eared pages written upon an Akasic record playing over and over again until the lamp unto myself is turned on and so begins the beginning descent into the eternity that is here and now >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> playing itself as Our Song yours and mine, oh, Shams of my Heart, oh, Rumi of my Spirit love me As I Am for I am Nothing if not Your Love this Bliss Is Here Now as THIS IS waves upon waves upon waves in oceans of awareness ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ hugs, ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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