ALL WORDS FAIL
In this pleasure
I understand my pain
Hell is the place
Where Heaven reigns.
A lifted veil
Lends to a
Closed mouth.
All words fail.
The pinnacle of salvation
Is the point
Where shadows
Fade into light
And light transmutes
Into the darkest night.
In this pleasure
I understand my pain.
And pleasure's pain
Becomes the pain of pleasure.
Here, the solace reigns.
Beyond all light
Beyond the darkest night.
All words fail.
Here, the solace reigns.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Mirrored
As the leaves fell
The trees
Did not mourn
Nor rejoice
Yet, they stood
Steadfast
Unmoved.
Yet, I see
All truth
Mirrored in you.
The trees
Did not mourn
Nor rejoice
Yet, they stood
Steadfast
Unmoved.
Yet, I see
All truth
Mirrored in you.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
THAT
Fushia sands
Rubied tears
So far
From here
So close
To there
I melt;
Dripping in crevices
Floating amidst cracks
Thus,
Where am I?
Yet,
Here I am.
In the space
Between
Interlaced thoughts
Remains
That
Silence
Here I am.
That
Silence.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
The Silence
May I
See with your eyes
And feel
Your wounds
Your blood is my blood.
May you
Taste my tears
With my own lips
My tears are your tears.
May we
In this seeking
Realize
There was never
Any separation.
May our
Thoughts cease
For,
Wisdom
Is in the silence.
There was never
Any separation.
Fade to Gray
To weave
What is woven
Fade to gray.
To speak
The unspoken
Concepts decay.
All judgement
Is broken
In this stillness.
Time ceases
To be a concept
In this interim,
It is.
In this stillness,
It is.
In the gray,
It is.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
THE SURRENDERING
I am.
My tears
Contain
Galaxies.
Crystal prisms
Encase
Clustered brilliance.
Silent flow
Unidentified
Rhythm.
I am
The no-thing.
The all.
I am.
This is
The such-ness.
Mental prisons
Are bastions of mental strain
Blasted
Wide open.
This surrendering...
I am.
Eloquence
Loses words.
For
There are no
Words
For this such-ness.
And it is all
So beautiful.
We are all
So beautiful.
My tears
Contain
Galaxies.
Crystal prisms
Encase
Clustered brilliance.
Silent flow
Unidentified
Rhythm.
I am
The no-thing.
The all.
I am.
This is
The such-ness.
Mental prisons
Are bastions of mental strain
Blasted
Wide open.
This surrendering...
I am.
Eloquence
Loses words.
For
There are no
Words
For this such-ness.
And it is all
So beautiful.
We are all
So beautiful.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Ceasing
The raindrops
Were my tears
Cascading.
The sky
My breath
Flowing.
I opened my heart
And
Oceans danced inside me.
Death ceased
To be an ending.
Were my tears
Cascading.
The sky
My breath
Flowing.
I opened my heart
And
Oceans danced inside me.
Death ceased
To be an ending.
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