When I kissed
Your feet
This morning,
The whole heavens
Kissed me back.
Funny.
I never thought
That I would find
God so low.
When I kissed
Your feet
This morning,
The whole heavens
Kissed me back.
Funny.
I never thought
That I would find
God so low.
Seen from the perspective of Infinite Love,
All is Love.
So then, let us be what you are.
When intent on experiencing union with the Divine,
To do anything amounts to nothing.
Have you heard about the race?
The one where every soul is racing towards its union with Absolute Reality.
No?
Well, see you at the finish line.
Losing your Self is as likely as the mountain losing its height.
No height, no mountain.
No Self, no you.
And you are always here, rising and falling as a wave in the Infinite Ocean of Love.
When the River finally unites with the Ocean,
The Mountain smiles,
Knowing that it arrived home without moving an inch.
Whatever matters most to the ego and the mind,
Obscures our union with the Divine.
Despite our ideal name for that Infinite One, the chosen pictures in our shrine, or our preferred place of worship, we are all here, now, together, as One.
We are inseparable, the Divine and us,
Like the Sun and its heat,
Like the Ocean and its wetness,
And like the Flower and its fragrance.
Air moves about freely, blessing all indiscriminately.
So it is with those who have surrendered to Love.