Friday, September 16, 2011

Insane Boundary

I merged deep into the corridors of my own mind and body, so much that the connecting line of I fell away and left two arms stretching in opposite ways, relinquishing themselves slowly amongst waves. Infinity beckoned me into this incredible sense of open. What was left of my head popped into remaining view and beckoned further astray.

Where has it lead, this wandering hermit, that trails the borders turned boundaries, crossing each one. Where has the path best traveled with partners and left alone lead? What can I say with these words that merely fill crevices of curiosity, but believed by my wish alone to lead lone hearts where I stand.

My love, so deep and true, so fiery and consuming, so intrinsic to it's own sharing, so screaming ecstatic, but perfect in it's fair gentleness. Explodes throughout my cells turning them clockwise into star filled galaxies. My eyes like the thinnest tipped pencil trace the strands of milky way.

This loves intrinsic urge is to splurge forth, to share, the thought of separation juts into my body and stirs a great pain. Let all creatures know this feeling, this intense shine ringing high over the spheres of thought, merging deep below valleys of emotion. Here I am, Here I am, Here I am.

Here is my value, to explode each creature unto meaning, to leave each wave running the traceless girth of creation. To stumble and fall, poke and prod, create and destroy, only to open to further potentials of my tender streams.

Full forth I drink the blissful venoms
For in the wreathing effects
I find that which all have always sought to come to
I take the pain inch by inch, it's unbearable feel
I summon the storm with battled wounds and cries
Whose ravenging winds take me in
Finally to break, the center of the violent tempest
Reveals the foundation of my rest

Like a stone I cast myself into the dark
Sinking deep through arising pressure
The crushing oceans above
The blackened abyss below
This homeless stone goes on sinking
Arising from the bottom of this cosmic glass
Is a great light, shying away consuming dark
Where does it source? I am far from land
Beneath sites of eyes, beaches, sands that shift
As if by lack of mercy, my images of are torned
And memory is shredded from my skull
Oceans of light, boundless gifts, no mind can know
No label can name, No style can substitute
Utterly Absent in Sinking
Arises the Ineffably Full

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