Tag Archives: listening

A song unsung.

This love is not a lie.

There is a sadness, which is not anger.
There is a pain, which is not selfishness.
There is a not knowing, which tries to see.
There is a bewilderment which tries but fails to understand.
There is a sustained effort so clumsily manifested.
There is a truth which can’t be heard, a song unsung.
There is a forgiveness which says “here let me take your pain, let me suffer it myself and turn it into your healing”
There is heart broken and broken and broken. It wants nothing for itself.
There is a compassion for all beings. It weeps and it weeps and it weeps and it weeps.

There is a person all gone wrong.
It doesn’t know where to turn.
It is doesn’t fear being seen.
But it weeps and it weeps and it weeps.

It prays “Break me open, make me softer, don’t let me resist. Let me hear you more deeply, let me reveal my self more clearly. Let me take right action. Let me love you more purely. Here is the jewel of my integrity. It is all I have. I offer it fully. Polish it, polish it, please reveal my courage.”

Forgive my mistakes. Were I perfection, I would only serve you in this world. I would give you more. Beyond this dream which I have executed so badly is another place… I never found a more beautiful place to dance than the place where the only dancing is the one in which everyone is wordlessly joined. We are the dance. If time was mine to give, I would give it all to you. But there is no mine. Time has no meaning, only that which takes place within. The only measure of every moment is how fully could you love what you saw.  All I can do is look, but I can not see. Remove the veil from love. I am the veil. There is only a space inside which a mystery is happening. Who are you, who am I? I don’t know.

When you speak, i hold a silent prayer, “Let me hear and accept these words clearly, without judgement or assumption or defence. Let the message travel direct to a place of understanding. Give me the humility, the openness, to hear. Remove me, remove me please, that truth may be known and acted upon.”

I believe there is a harmony, from where we all came to which we all belong. Any discord comes from the unreal. Really we are all in deep agreement. It is this deep agreement that I seek to uncover and from where I wish to live. It is where the real conversation takes place. It is already here. I weep because outside of that agreement is a desolate land where words are blown like dust and do not reach the heart. How can we meet within the real? How can I remove your suffering?

Advertisements

6 Comments

Filed under poems

Closer, Deeper, Lighter (a song)

If you lose your way
don’t be afraid
For the love in you
will keep you safe…

I know it’s hard
to see sometimes
But the light in you
will be your guide…
_
and i’m coming closer and closer and closer to you…x4
_
If it seems too dark
just close your eyes
for the light that’s real
is deep inside…
_
So still your heart
and quiet your mind
The love that’s true
you’re sure to find…
_
and i’m listening deeper and deeper and deeper to you…x4
_
Your tears are prayers
they open space
For deeper truth
and higher grace…

Be sweet your sorrow
soft your pain
Be open heart
and pure your name…
_
and i’m being lighter and lighter and lighter in you.. x4
_

Leave a comment

Filed under poems

Keep Me Foolish

Some people mock
those who pray;
They say “Only a fool
will call upon the name of G-d”

We are all children
don’t deny our innocence
Light can not be stolen

I don’t want to grow in the shadows.
So I turn to Love and say
“Keep me foolish. Please”

I can’t be brave.
You know that –
you made me this way.
It should really be you
on your knees,
begging forgiveness
for all the grief that caused.

I want you to make
the whole of me a prayer
So there isn’t a beginning
or an ending; a coming
or a going.
Not even one moment
that I leave your lips.

When people say G-d isn’t
I go deeper inside
I’ve been standing here naked
watching and listening
For all of time
and I never saw a place –
not even the smallest space
– that was empty.

Some people passing by
with their bundles of knowledge
Try to tell me
everything that IS isn’t:
that everything is not you.
I don’t want to be buried
beneath the weight of all that knowing

So I just smile
and say “Yes, Yes yes”
It doesn’t really matter –
after all, no one is listening
I never saw anyone
who is not G-d

One way or the other
we all play at being ignorant
It was made like that
So play how you will
– and be happy

But let me stay here
on your lips
I’ll do all the weeping
and the laughing
Blessing all the shadows
until the light comes home.

Leave a comment

Filed under poems

Long Time Coming

The moon is beautiful
and sometimes
a long time coming.

She is not always as close
or full as this night,
she draws my burning heart
to reflect the purest longing.

The light which has been hidden
will be revealed,
it’s spilling over, waiting.

Consume me with your truth;
Bless the weeping
face turned upwards:
The mistakes I have made,
may they be your becoming

Every moment that I forget you
or ask you to look away,
let it hurt me so deeply,
pain me even more than this.

Break me open, let there be no rest
until have emptied into you completely.

Show me where I did wrong,
don’t be kind.
Give me the courage
to make everything right;

I’ll be here waiting, watching,
listening for you all night.

The darkness is radiant,
pours my heart into the deepest places

Suspended in grace
I die unto the love once more
Dawn comes, lost in praying,
Keep me with you,
Keep me with you today.

Leave a comment

Filed under poems

Not Knowing

If you are breaking open
and there is no ground or walls,
nor person to say “Yes I am that”,
If there is no knowing nor faith
and no desire;

If you have discovered
that everything you believe in,
all that you touch, dissolves;
If nothing can be confirmed,

What do you do?

I stay still, feeling,
listening, quietly;

If the pain grows deeper – let it,
If the fear comes stronger – let it,

If disturbance comes to destroy
this entire world – let it!

What could I do
but stay in my heart?
Stay here, where
something is burning.

And whilst I wait between
unknowable and unknown,

Perhaps the life
that is warm and moving
will carry my understanding
deeper, to a place where

All this breaking will only have been
the tearing down of walls:
the walls of my being.

So if it hurts and feels like it’s the end,
maybe it’s only the beginning of beyond;
Because the walls are not me
and all I ever asked for was to be free:
Free of all that is not true,
Free to merge with infinity,
to meet G-d – Fully.

(It was a name we were given
for that which has no name.)

All that ever remains is this longing.

Leave a comment

Filed under poems