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Jan 2015
Glistening in the darkness
Beating with the stones
Beneath the brightest skies
You are the altar of
My ancient heart
The only cage
That can hold
My wings

There is no illusion
In the arms of Your spiritual crown
What is this luminous
Sound that shakes the ground?

Dreams are crashing like
Waves of sacred concentration
When I bow down to the art
You have created me to be
Of what I have become
Your breath You are
The drumming in
My heart

Without You I am not the
Life force breathing and swimming
That You created to dance and swing
In the pools of Your beloved eyesight
Your star streaming mindfulness
Is a cosmic vital essence
I am awakened to in the
Ultimate blessing of
Your bliss

Possession of every needlessness
Begins in believing that everything
I thirst for is quenched in the
Uninterrupted space of
Your immortal
Embrace

Perched eternally in the purple tree
Of Your heart

May I remain with Thee
On the Divine lap of Thine
Breathtaking cosmic wilderness
Resting in Your deathless
Throne of Love

Here on earth or in heaven above
I can feel your heartbeat for
It is the same pulse
That is within me
Glistening in the darkness
Beating with the stones
Beneath the brightest skies
You are the altar of
My ancient heart
The only cage
That can hold
My wings

© tHE tERRY tREE
The Terry Tree
Written by
The Terry Tree  Portland, Oregon
(Portland, Oregon)   
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