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Send every Angel You Know

I did not sleep this night
and now the sun is already rising high;
I will not sleep this day,
but empty my mind for you
and open my heart,
for we missed the moment
of true conversation
far too often –
I have been too busy
showing the world
what a terrible fool I can be
when I ignore your whispers.

There’s this little child in me you see,
having tantrums –
She’s wild with fear and pain
and the raging torrents of her tears
blind her;
She screams so loud – and fights
like a wild animal, cornered,
I do anything to silence her
and say “G-d look away for a moment”
(how could I say such things?)
and then how far I fall.

Only yesterday it seemed
I could touch your outstretched hand
with my trembling fingers –
Now I can hardly lift my head
I am so ashamed

Blossom is falling from the trees
and the birds have been singing to you
with the whole of their being
since dawn;
They never even had the smallest doubt –
that’s how innocent they are.

Please, help me to listen
more closely, more deeply,
I don’t want to be apart from you
for even one more moment;
There’s no where to go but inside you
Outside, you know, I’m lost.

This life is no place for
someone like me,
Your love alone keeps me alive;

If I can not live for you
Then I am already dying!
If I take even one step
without you in mind
all the light fades
and this body grows tired and weak

My spirit is kept alight
by your presence
burning in the heart;
I cannot be without your grace;
when I forget you, even for one breath,
I become a ghost, dim, crumbling into dust –

I’ve had enough, I will abandon myself here!
I’ve tortured myself for far too long
searching for ways to surrender –
I bow down completely –
You’ve seen all my mistakes!

Take every part of me,
Let me not move
unless it is with you in sight;
There isn’t time to fool about like this –
every breath I take away from your presence
is an agony in the heart

You gave me the greatest blessing
when you looked at me
for that  infinity of a fleeting glance
The smallest glimpse
was enough;
Now I spend every moment
longing
to see you again.

I don’t ask for anything,
but if I be lacking
in some quality needed to reach you,
then give me that.
This is my only prayer;
That I may honour you, fully,
for as long as it takes
for every Soul to come home.

Oh Sweet, sweet untouchable Beloved,
I give myself to you completely –
If should take even one step
which would make you weep,
send every angel you know
to stop me.

~

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I Call This Love

True love can not be whispered
with even the most pleasing of words,
For the love which can be whispered
has been given name and shape ,a beginning, an end
and the love which I have known to be true
is formless.

The truth which can be spoken of
is not the real truth,
For that which is spoken is ever changing like the wind
and the ones who speak shift endlessly like desert sand;
the truth which I could promise to tell you so sweetly
may taste bitter on your own soft lips.

One may perform a thousand kind gestures
from the deepest core of the purest heart,
but even this can not be called love;
For love can not be done or undone, nor given nor received:
Love is the unbound space from which all arises
and in which all movement occurs.

If I could give love a name
I would call it truth
and I would call truth love;
For what I have discovered
is that there is no truth which could not be witnessed as love,
neither a love which could be dismissed as untrue.

You tell me that I do not know about love
and neither could I know of such things;
But just as surely as nothing can truly be shared,
the stardust singing in me is the same that dances in you;
And when all that was ever thought has been forgotten,
a certain harmony will be revealed.

There is a place from which galaxies are born,
empty of all that could be known,
We will meet there – before this so clumsily touched
and I will know you by your light;

By the absence of that which is not.

I call this love,
all being united – in naked, resplendent, perfection.

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