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Monday, 13 October 2014

Run

Run run run with me!
Let's see the world
Fresh-eyed each day,
Nothing guiding us on our way,
Showing us all that 
Delights.

Can you value a slug and a lion the same?
Compare the magnificence 
Of dolphin and bluebottle?

Then run with me,
Not away but together;
Know that I will never stop:
The wild mare,
Alive with inspiration,
Sleeps in the wind,
Untameable.

So run with her
Through rain, over mountain,
With sun and snow on your face;
Remember to taste
What life is for:
The knowledge of spirit
Through body.

Let's take hands
And run.

Tuesday, 16 September 2014

The Hidden Path of Plain Sight

Do you know where it is you are going?
Or whose blood is upon the stone?
Do your dreams lie so far behind you
They are nought but dust and bone?
 
Do you pray to God or a Buddha?
Do you worship the moon or the sun?
Is your life lived only through mindset?
Has your spiritual journey begun?
 
And what of your heart and emotions?
Tell me what ails you now?
Does your soul ever sing uninhibited?
Do you know when to let it, or how?
 
Bones can be sung into being -
Don't fear to gather them hence;
For there comes a time in your life
When you can no longer sit on the fence.
 
God can be found in the Nothing - 
There's nothing to fear or to love;
Just open your life to experience
The union of below and above.
 
For it's all just the same anywhichway
You choose to see it or not:
Born together, these Something's from Nothing,
We are all that we've got.
 
So we cling together in darkness,
Rejoice together in light;
Collect your courage and come hear the truth now -
It's only hidden in plain sight.

Monday, 17 September 2012

Stirring


I stir the drink.
Heat and small grains
Rise to the top,
Only to slowly sink
Back down,
The weight of forgiveness
Bearing them gently.

I am a god
Who can choose
To change the world,
Or leave it alone
- Either well or not so well.

Each action an earthquake
Every motion a revolution,
I see the separation
Of surface and content
And I see they are made
Of the same such stuff
As dreams;
While reality is disappearing.

I am each and every grain;
I am the whole.
I am a cat, and a blade of grass,
A murderer and a saint:
There is nothing I am not
As I dissolve into nothing.

I drink the drink
And it is gone.