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On a windy day

The wind rattles at the window
saying “Wake up!
Leave everything important behind,
come out and play!
Come, run with me
run free!
Let your most precious thoughts
fly out behind you –
I shall catch them and hang them on trees
to be blown away with the leaves one day.”

Now, leaves are falling.
and clouds never learnt the idea
of being solid.
We had to learn our troubles.
Come outside and breathe:
each breath is the only breath
in this instant, the first breath
never before, never again.
Everything is fresh and new:
don’t forget to be surprised!

A baby claps her hands and laughs with delight
at a thousand new things
every day.
Don’t grow old and bored of loving,
throw away the habit
of telling stories that dull the senses.
Be delighted
again and again.

Dance now because
everything you have
you will lose one day.
This is the best reason to dance!
Let life be like clouds
soft and magnificent
enjoying a wild transformation.

The birds are having a marvellous time
riding on the wind today.
Look at the sky!
Don’t tie yourself down
to anything which is no longer alive.
When the wind comes to rattle your windows
open them up and fly.
Be happy and free.

This is your moment:
incomprehensibly tremendous,
amazingly unexplored.
Don’t attempt to fit it
into a familiar dusty box.
The great mysteries have been waiting
far too long
for your presence
for the salute of your attention
for your joyful celebration.

Breathing formless into form,
form into formless,
be the crazy one
in love with nothing.
Be the one who, losing everything, can’t stop laughing,
who hangs their precious thoughts on trees
to be blown away like leaves.
Be that one who listens to the wind and smiles inexplicably,
blessed by every breath, saying
Thank you,
Thank you.
Thank you

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Hide and Seek

You’ve fallen in Love with falling
in Love with me
again – Don’t do that!

Stay here,
where I can feel you,
with me – Always.

The sweetness of remembering
the slightest reflection
of my Embrace
is Nothing when compared to
the falling outside
of your Self in the infinite
Union

Fall in Love, if falling
in Love pleases you –
but know you can not Know me
Intimately until you give up spinning
so endlessly
in this game of hide and
Seek

There is a Space – you hold
the ancient Key
use it to come all the way home
Then throw it away!

Some Being will take it
to wear about their neck –
and fall in Love
Whilst we sing to them,
calling their Soul
in the great Silence we All
Belong to.

~

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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.

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The Ancient Fool

you know those tingling, moving moments?

when a stubborn old fool comes up against a wall… and breaks all the rules to get past

…follows his feelings into madness

and is led…

to something marvellous?

to something that resonates deeply with his own truth.  that resonates even before he has touched it?

it is always so lovely to discover… another.

…another light by which to navigate in the lonely unknown…

to see that if one is only ever dreaming, then there are others who dream too.

and he thanks that other… he must love that other… simply for being.

and in the exchange, a brilliant spark flies and somewhere, something expands.

… the time has come for our fool to be magically transformed… he feels wonderful and dances with lightness and happiness!

but soon he encounters a falling, a fading… he is hovering at the very beginning of an invisible path and is trying to dance in the shadows… trying to trust his senses in the dark….

dizzily spiralling in a place where it is impossible to ‘know’ because he knows he can no longer be limited by his knowing

he has become a warrior and a warrior must be scared. relentlessly encountering that line of fear …and then so many other lines.  fine lines, so easily crossed, yet like canyons for a man who cannot see. oh so many places, seemingly terrible places, to fall!

and then the darkness becomes darker than the blackest night but he must continue for he has discovered that he cannot live with a heart that does not sing. he has already passed though that comfortable place of sleeping. so  he accepts the quest for there is no other reason to be.

he feels mysteriously honoured yet unspeakably afraid.

and in the waking of the long dark  night, when his tired mind dissolves, takes flight… something stirs from deep within and whispers hidden secrets to him.

what adventures!

(dangerously entrancing quests for the foolish warrior who has hangs on nothing but a trembling intent)

his soul would  be strong and powerful…if only it could be free…  but our warrior is deluded! he is endlessly full of doubts and mistakes, he imagines he is riddled with cracks and weakened by unmovable blocks… he thinks he feels pain. he fears death!

he has forgotten his true nature so, captured by his own mistrust, he holds back in confusion. he holds and holds until something gives way …until, finally he lets go. now spiralling….

down,

down,

down.

and then there is stillness. and in this space our warrior believes himself to be so fragmented and lost that he must cry out to the universe and ask;

 “who am i? why am i here?”

and the timeless constant all that is, the deepest purest nothing, takes him. it holds him, it cradles him and speaks with ancient silence to the silence of his soul.

you are perfect! you are whole! you are complete!”

and our warrior bows down and weeps with joy as he answers for himself:

“all the time i am so humbly, gloriously, delighted to be… so blessed to be…here. to have been given theses marvellous opportunities of un-learning and learning to see.

my only desire is to become! …to be, love.

to love…. relentlessly.

to cast love outward to the stars

now i am learning for the first time… to ask. to ask because i wish to be open to giving.

 to ask in order that i may radiate back magnified over and over eternally endlessly over

… that more and more and ever more  may always be …touched by  ripples, not i but we!

i am a stumbling fool and will always be a fool… foolishly knowing nothing…

but i hope somehow to become at least an honest fool with an open heart.

..to learn to welcome, to thank the pain that takes one beyond, that reveals the beautiful mysterious, that shatters the mind and fills the centres of light…. to learn to embrace my truth and honour it. to allow others to do the same.

and to do this not to pleasure my ego, but because i have flown and let go, because i have returned.  returned to that place of emptiness that  can encompass all…

to live…  to be… to play… to see… to laugh… to love!

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