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Fall in Deeply

Fall into your sadness, dear –
don’t hold back
I want you to know
It has an infinite capacity for loving.

There are a thousand reasons to be sad.
If they are yours, embrace them.
G-d never asked his children to be happy
always. You can love whilst weeping.

Here is the secret:
You don’t have to be perfect to love
perfectly. A broken heart is full of light
Sadness keeps the great fire burning.

Don’t be ashamed. Fall in deeply.
The great Loving that you are
wants to spill out quite brilliantly.
G-d will kiss you so sweetly if you let it.

~

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Path to G-d

If you haven’t come to speak about love
then i don’t want to hear.
There is enough talk of shame,
of lost ones, fallen.
The G-d I know
never turned a soul away
who said one word: please.

I am through with courage
through with wisdom
through with strength and skill.
If there isn’t a place for everyone
I have already gone.

Forget about everything
but grace.
No flower needs to make an effort
to be beautiful.
There is a simple truth.
It isn’t learnt.

I’ve lost interest in everything
but love.
Say nothing. Don’t speak it.
Words make shadows.
Don’t even touch the path to G-d
It’s far too dangerous for lovers.
Stop.
Listen.
You don’t need to do anything
to be here.

Tell me about the Love
that is happening now.
Light is not a secret
I want to feel it inside you:
How there is no distance
between us at all.

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The Secret Key

I don’t want to speak about
how difficult this is,
Because i’d like to believe
there is a sweetness here somewhere;
A secret key hidden –
I’ll find it
and turn all the desperate star filled nights
into days of dancing.

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Unwrapped

The moon took me tonight,
took me with her luminous beauty
hanging there, so secret, so full
and wrapped me, a million times around.

I wish she had wrapped me
a million times more,
so that I might have drawn
closer, enough to stay;

Because the light she reflects
was always soft and true,
and she never whispers anything
that is not love.

A friend put his hand on my heart
then took it away completely,
so now when the wind blows
it blows right through me.

Everything I thought was me
hurts too much to keep,
I walk like a person
but feel all air and space.

I hoped he could touch my mind
so I would lose that too,
because all I ever ask for
is to be fully empty.

The moon has gone behind clouds
and the wind is not blowing.
I am becoming unwrapped.
I sit like a person, an old, tired person.

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This Stillness

Into existence
Out of existence
We spiral
We are spinning

There are a million things
left unseen
No – more
Untold millions

We do not see
What holds us
When we hold no more

Breathing in
Life flows
Light dance

Breath out
Whispering
Falling

There are a million things
we can not know
No – more
untold millions

In the sun they say
there is a secret
This stillness

Hold you
Warm you
Love you.

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Spirit is Born

I shall stay awake all night
sitting within my own stillness.
I shall listen for the echo of the drum beat
then journey to its source.
I shall return to that place from which the heart whispers;
Where lovers reveal moonlight secrets:
where spirit is born.

At dawn I will go out
into the unbroken day.
I shall walk lightly with clear eyes and an open heart
so that I will be present to receive your blessings
with the awareness that they deserve.
I shall bathe in the music of new beginnings
and bear witness to the mysteries you have revealed.

When the world stirs I will turn to face you and say “YES!
and YES!” because I am not afraid to give myself completely
whilst honouring my own sweet truth;
So that each step is a humble offering
to adorn your dance.
I shall empty my mind to receive what we had always known
then bow down to honour your beauty.

I will remember yesterday’s sorrows
only for the wisdom which they taught.
And what was not given with love I shall set aside:-
Liberating our ancient hurts
to be returned to that place from which the heart whispers;
Where lovers create sun-kissed futures
and spirit is born

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