In Stillness

In Stillness

i find myself
allowing all
without attempts
to fix- to correct
symbols
sent my way

michael

I Am Unbound

I Am Unbound

i dream though my eyes are wide
i sleep though with feet i stride
looking all about with tears of pain
to find a place my home to claim
up i think i see my god
down i think is devil sod
idols all these wisps of smoke
bring me nothing till i'm feeling broke
and cry, "please help"
to who knows what i yelp
a voice within responds
with loving sounds
look not about but here within
you'll find the tools the game to win
the home you seek is You
enclosed in Love as was your Source
and in the time it takes to say 'no loss'
your Self is found
and all of you unbound

michael

Sting of Love

Sting of Love

always so clear
all is allowed
cause to do otherwise
makes something
different and apart
from something else
there are no teachers
there are no kings
there is no separation
we are all on one
string of Love

Morning Meditation on an Early Spring Day

Morning Meditation on an Early Spring Day

this morning the water in the lake
flows gently toward the closed end
it moves with grace and certainty
the geese park silently on the curve
red buds of early spring cautiously
open on the maple
sensing a promise
of embracing summer's bloom
a calm envelopes me
i feel the certainty of life
the contentment of being
the joy of love
i relish my participation
in the blooming of spring
the fullness of summer
the quiet repose of fall
the sleep of winter
i look again
the water flows
back to the river source

Michael

In the Arms of My Lover

In the Arms of My Lover

Feet so gingerly moving
but lead to where
I long to always be
In the arms of my lover.

With God as my lover,
All dankness disappears.
Together
We swim in water so pure
Each stoke and gulp
refreshes.

Leaving the water
yet taking its Source,
We rise with joy
and swing upon the stars
until all beauty immerses Us in light.

Oh, where is fear?
My former friend has gone.
He calls to me no more,
when in my Lover’s arms.

There We have but love
in store
for all We meet.


Michael

beloved ones....

beloved ones....

silence is with me.....

but i can share this......

i extend love.....

and meet (my own) inability to receive from another

i extend love....

and meet (my own) lack of gratitude from another

i extend love.....

and then experience contraction

bringing awareness to

the presence of belief

in un-love-ability...unworthiness....

silence tells me

there is nothing to do....

there is nothing to say....

there is no fear

in this place of silence

i hear .....

"simply be....

no thought....

simply be"

i am trusting...

all is perfect NOW

anne

subtle or gross

Subtle or Gross

pleasure/pain a lie
calling for man
to eventually die
as proof of
separation's reality
yet there can
be no fatality
since pleasure is pain
and pain is pleasure
with different name

in NOW

all is One
the game is done
we are home
no more alone

michael