infinite ocean of love

Do not stand

In the way

of Love.

Relax your body,

Soften your heart,

Let go of your thoughts.

Be absorbed in

Love’s ever-present embrace.

Be free.

Be loverated.

I do not know many things

And who I am, keeps unfolding

But today

I am a hug prophet

And I have a message for you:

Someone will hug you today

And it will be the same one

Who is, in this very moment,

Waiting

Waiting for your arms

To wrap around their heart.

So, go ahead.

Be the fulfillment

Of this day prophet’s prophecy.

It is written.

When she went away,

She left me one thing:

She said,

“Love is unbounded and abundant.

It is your only inheritance.”

Since then,

I have been burning through it

Like there is no tomorrow.

Excuse my silence,

And my slow unfolding movement.

I am like an unborn baby

Resting in the Infinite Ocean

Of the Cosmic Womb.

My teacher is the Infinite Ocean of Love.

I have melted away inside my teacher.

When my teacher flows,

I flow;

Remains still,

I am still;

Makes wakes,

I make wakes;

And loves,

I love.

Whatever my teacher does,

I must follow.

Except that doing and following happen as one.

There is no flowing after flowing;

No stillness after stillness;

No making waves after making waves;

And no love after love.

There is only what my teacher does,

Nothing follows.

Now anchors me

Inside the infinite ocean of Love

And carries me nowhere

To experience everything.