Month: March 2023

Stemming the Tide

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A futile attempt!

A beautiful, gentle stream, bubbling over rocks, winding between wooded banks
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All I can tell you is that I’ve tried
To quell this energy, to stem this tide
I’ve spent a lifetime alone with these words
Wondering if they’ll be written or heard

All I can tell you, all that I know
Is that these shoots have been dying to grow
And now their trouble is quelled and dismayed
Shelved and uprooted, dismissed and betrayed

All I can tell you, all that I see
Now I’m allowing this water to bleed
Stream through the cracks of my travestied crimes
Soulful expressions of opening mind

All I can tell you is that I’m free
From my desires and grave inconsistencies
All that I’ve misunderstood and denied
Previous decisions, washed out with the tide

All I can tell you, all that I know
Is that the seeds have already been sown
There’s no returning, there’s no going on 
To a life I have lived many times and is done

All I am learning now, through this dismay
Is that the form of things is my delay
All I’ve discovered is all that I need
A space beyond time that is welcoming me

All that is opening, all I can tell
Is that this newness will counter the spell
Of the becoming that I tried to be
In the dark depths of illusory dreams

All I can tell you about where I’ve gone
In the deep spaces, discovering my songs
Is the magnificence, far beyond words
Finding the phrases that want to be heard

All I can tell you is that I’ve tried
To quell the certainty swelling inside
But I have failed, it has risen right through
Every expression of wholehearted truth

With my decision to be who I am
All that I wanted before is closed down
All that I wanted and all that I’ll be
Is right here right now in this instant with me

Where it Starts, Where it’s Sown

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Is where it ends and the only place it can go

Water pouring and raging through a rocky course
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I guess what I’m starting to see
Through a mist that’s beginning to clear
Is that there’s only one who I’m never too much for
And there’s only one I can always retreat to
Can always communicate all of my water to
Just let the torrent come crashing and finding its way
To the heart that will always be waiting
Will always be joyfully baiting its breath
For each future instalment of death-wrenching honesty
Nuanced bequeathing of tempested opening
Crashing asunder the firm dammed up walls of intention
To be more like something a girl should
And not let my water spill out on the paper 
So wildly destroying all things in its path
As its poetry rises amidst all the glory
Of thundering musical grateful expression

Its your heart alone that will always be willing
Will always be mine, never of the opinion
That maybe I need to learn, now, how to rein it in
Hold back the power that’s fighting my hands at the bit
Writhing body beneath me expressing
Its dissatisfaction as, twisting and turning,
Impeccable power, impeachable rectitude
Wholly becoming the force of my need 
To be free from desire and free from contention
To drift like a deep forest breeze through the pine needles
Holding all souls that I meet with a gentle becoming
Absorbing their tranquil conformity
To an existence that feeds all it sees
A deep rooted gratitude implanted centrally

So I decide, I discover, I see
All of a sudden that finding a person
To hold all my water as I flow, eternal,
From the true source to the depths of the ocean
Is probably unrealistic and all that I’m looking for
Honestly, in my expression
In my extradition of purpose,
Projection of power, inquietude, restless ingratitude,
All that I’m looking for, all that I need
Is to go to this power itself to receive all my water
The power that, past comprehension,
Is peace, but dynamic, is raging, and now flowing faster
This instant then ever I’ve seen it before
Crashing welcome through memories, casting asunder
The past that I’ve stored in my body
And kept, all consuming, as troubled identity
Now I’ve been given a new joyful chorus to sing
It’s alive in my heart as I memorise
All that it gives me in each new breath in
Gently absorbing its richness and clarity

All that I need to become or to do,
I can embrace all this watery goodness,
And send it all back in an instant to you
You are the source and the ocean that holds me
As I wend my mystical, musical way
Back to the life that creates me this instant
In mystical, musical, magical truth
Accepting your heart is the one true redemption
From wanting a something I never can find
Or asking for things that can never be given
From all of my dearest projections of mind
Expecting from them what you only are giving
The perfect, incalculable peaceful knowledge
That all of my water and all of my flow
Will infinitely be received and acknowledged
And loved, in your heart, 
Where it starts, where it’s sown

It’s Your Heart

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A lesson received and gratefully understood

Abstract swirls of creative flow around a magical light-filled pool of water
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Can you start to understand, it’s because it’s you?
It’s because it’s your heart that the notes flow through
It’s your peace, your energy, consciously aligned
With the flow of beauty that is present in your mind

Can you start to understand, it’s because it’s you?
It’s because of all you are and all you cease to do
As your heart is moved to spell the voicings and the words
Clarity becomes them as they spill out and are heard…

Deep within the mysteries that consecrate the soul
Waking in the centre of the one accepted role
Peaceful, unbound, soaring, out beyond the stars
Every moment you receive the music in your heart

It’s because you listen as the notes come through
Holding them within your heart, alive within the truth
Every note is sacred, it’s an energy
Wrapped within the instant it arrives here from eternity

Every note is herald of the gleeful tide
Rising from the trickles that between your pebbles sigh
Rising to a culmination, raging at their core
Wildest inhibition casting, homeless, to the score…

All the notes you couldn’t seem to understand or see
As the joy of quietude comes rushing through your dream
As you let the well of life come rising, bubbling through
The sudden understanding that it’s because it’s you

Because of You

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Finding the courage to give

Sunlight streaming through the trees onto a sheltered glade
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Because of you it opens
Because of you they come,
They hear the call to witness to
The ever pulsing drum

They hear the call to action
In their hearts, so blessed be,
And they determine to become
The light they see in thee

They come because they’re hungry
For what you have to serve,
The crops that you’ve been nourishing
Within your sacred verve

The spirit you have hearkened to
Each time that you have called,
Intrepid, to the warrior 
That tears apart your walls

In fearlessness we stride ahead
Through valleys dark and drear,
Amassing to our side
The hearts that rise amidst their fear

And heartened, blunder onward 
Though the path seems dark between
The glorious gentle openings
That in their souls still sing

We rise amidst security
Of knowing we are free,
In spite of the hallucinations
Haunting all our dreams

In spite of darkness clinging to
The self we knew before,
Our gentleness is conquering
The battle lines we’d drawn

Between the misty nothings
Of our hearts, so troubled through
Complexities of passion,
Contradictions to the truth

Between the old ideas 
Of reality, that sown 
Into the seams of royal robes
Had seemed to occupy our thrones

Because of you they’re torn apart 
And thrown upon the floor,
Their power disacknowledged
In the heart that looks for more

Because of you the souls 
Who had been struggling in the whelm,
Return to power, beauty, sentience:
Their rightful realm

Within This Instant

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A very singular solution

Worlds being grown in petri dishes
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Let me give this day to you in gratitude for all the peace you’ve given
And continue to within the certainty I’m living through you
In this present, glorious, powerful security
That deep within and far beyond the world of form I’m free

The separate mind is a confusion of a billion troubled cares
Confessing instability, transgressions, unaware
Of all the power that is circulating through its very veins and nervous system 
As it shuns the thoughts that it itself has given
But has bound up in a memory that seems to play before its eyes
Surpassing inhibitions, heedless to its troubled cries

Into this belief in anguished nothingness the answer comes
And offers to the asking mind one solution to its myriad questions
In a singular experience that shows
Far beyond misapprehension that the world is grown inside a petri dish 
Within the stark laboratory of separate mind
That seeks to circumvent responsibility for what it finds
For what it fears, as, troubled now, unconscious, disbelieving 
Of ‘the how’ the world is made each instant
Deep within the tempest of its own beliefs and every thought it thinks
And everything it sees; the circular experience of fathering a dream

In gratitude I give this day to you as I begin to see
That deep within the dreaming of such instability
There falls and lies and rises through the misted anguish that I knew before
A new interpretation that will feed me at my core

We know that a theology on which every mind can agree
Is stark impossibility and not to be alluded to or dreamed
But an experience that takes each mind beyond the tramp
Of trudging through the suffering of pain unto indignity
That takes the hand and leads the dance out to the starry universe
Beyond what it had previously allowed itself to know and see
But accessed only deep within and centred through the body mind
A root that guides the self to the experience that its free

A common experience is ours to know, indeed

I rest within my gratitude, my rancour is dispersed and cowed
As to this great awakening I open and allow myself 
To conjugate and be the beauty of the universal peace of clarity
As all I’ve been, within this instant, is released