union with Life

Yesterday, I looked at you

From my world

And saw you.

Yes,

Only 10,000 miles away

Invisible and mute.

Can that be,

You so far away from me?

So today, I look as you

From your world

And saw…

Wait,

I have forgotten myself

Way back there in the distance.

Now, I am traveling back

Back towards that self,

With you,

To see as we see,

Our selves as the world.

Today,

I move through the world

In a sitting position

Seeking after Life

With all my senses.

I’m like a dog,

Sniffing every scent,

In search of its Master.

 

I am learning to maintain

My empty position of Self as itself.

So, I sit while sitting

And sit while not sitting.

I refuse to get up

From the posture of

The unfolding reality of Life.

The stream of Life

Flows,

Engulfing the material

And cuts mercilessly through

The spiritual.

What can stand in the path of

Life’s singular purpose of Oneness?

I crawl to the edge

Of our Oneness

And attempt to jump over

Into the stream of individuality,

To live my own Life.

I am not alone.

All around me,

Billions moving as one

Unaware of the edgeless edge ahead

That falls into the single “my own Life.”

I surrender.

For me,

There is no escaping our unity.

LISTENING.

LISTENING.

Listening.

Listening deeply

To the frequency of Life.

Listening until

The listener,

The frequency,

And Life are one.