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.
infinite ocean of love
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.
Everyone is an island,
And the Ocean,
And the Sky.
Dip once,
In the Infinite Ocean of Love,
And the world will claim you to be a
Watered down version of yourself.
Rejoice in that!
We drift away,
Far, far away,
On the waves of Love.
You over there,
Me here,
Us now.
We drift a ways,
As one.
