For what is it
that came before,
a word
spoken truer
than a thousand
suns

Where did it arise
a mystical simplicity
that evades
modern thought

a delving into the real
places of purity
and sense

He asked what the meaning
of life is
and she answered...

Love is all that matters,
Love is all that matters

Target set in motion,
a distant objective
of pure meaning

a mission,
an endeavor
of which completion
is vital

follow not those temptations,
the lustful draw
although they be sweet
their destination is flawed

emptiness,
ah, the vacancy
a spiritual vacuum
of temporary highs
then silence

follow it not,
their fragrant hands
of saffron and lavender
not even a little
for their flowers
will quickly
perish

go towards love,
towards God,
as he is Love

forget not your identity
and your mission
only the strong will continue
and the strong
are very
few

Watch them,
the gods of mortal life
giants
and guides
into proper survival

No interest in our world,
as theirs is different
from the magic
of ours

Carried off
by a magic tornado
of centripetal
energy

into a place we know not,
though one day will find

essences blended into one
a fundamental and holy dance
of all that is

To make sense of the void
components of flux
atomic counterparts
to chaos and structure

invite behind
the intertwined
realities of an ocean
and forest

opened up to further reality
a shifting of frequencies
attuned to new
and holier
places

towards order,
or a ripping apart
of all that is
dissipation of a universe
into a flat and empty
canvas

invoke an era,
the enlightened  refinement
and demanding of
resonance

focus, remember and cultivate
don't forget your mission,
to keep your soul alive
and not dead

Natural flowing
an uncovering
of the most basic
fabric

simplicity in understanding
this wisdom
of infinite dimension

uncovered the ancient
mystery
something forced into
forgetfulness

loved one,
awaken into all that is
find your nature
of heavenly
connection

forget,
dismiss
this enemy
of harshness
and concretization

vibrate,
resonant destruction
of this lying
disguise

rediscover your status,
higher than the angels

Step in tune
with the sacred music
awaken in feeling
and see your
reflection
amidst the clouds

Re-emergence
decadent remembrance
of the un-dusted
mirror

fallen through a dream
into illusionary
and twisting
lines

awakened,
the sweet surfacing
of familiarity

shaken awake
by God's grace
nothing else,
only the external
influence
of the mystic

Truth was clear,
it required no intellect
or constructs of mind
present,
the divine taste remained

clarity was not building,
it was letting go,
an unraveling
ah this
nirvana

re-encourage a pursuit,
the opposite of effort
unchain and unravel
all that you know
and perhaps you
too will
catch a glimpse

Throw your ***** self
into the savior's arms

come as you are,
but make that decision

by works you are not welcome,
only by grace
that of
miraculous
gesture