I stand next to you,
But not for long.
You soon pull me
Into a cosmic embrace
With the twin arms
Of infinite Life and Love
That dwell within you.
path to being
Can you hold the infinite
In the palm of your hands
Then let yourself go?
Seeing you last night,
Dear Cosmic Dancer,
Released me from
A 1,000 ways
Of hiding from your Love.
No more hiding.
As rhythmless as I am,
Accept me as your student.
Introduce the mind
To the present moment.
I can’t say that they’ll be friends,
But you’ll be free
To experience Life eternal.
I tried to stop the mind from thinking.
What a joke!
As if I could stop the sun from shining.
These two are powerful forces of nature.
Neither good nor bad,
And often quite helpful.
When the mind is not,
The best I can do
Is to find some shade
Under the branches of mindful presence
And all-inclusive Love.
When I sit,
My ego fades away
But quickly returns
When I check
How long I sat for.
Sitting is a no-time no-ego zone.
Time strings the ego along.
Can I manage
To be still enough
To discover Life’s expressions
And then express its revelations?
No.
Not until all my efforts are
Given back to Life itself.
