T ransfer of persons and things from place to place
R oads long and wide  either straight or winding
A djusting to those who share along distance
F aster to slower when urged to meandering

F aster again when on wide road of grace
F idgeting with the radio to relieve boredom
I gnition is running yet ignored at once
C onvinced to arrive at someplace, but not HERE.

Constructive or Destructive are the interference
Depending on the time lapse between the ripples
Meet they to communicate through vibration
Vibration from one differs in frequency
To that of another....

Feelings make ripples of energy
Of varying wavelength and frequency
And to hide it all we use the numbing technique
Language comes along to help hide feelings

Why oh why would we use so much language
When we can read each other through the vibrations
We just have to prolong this journey of unknowing
By pretending to know it all we fool ourselves

Taking moments to learn the language of silence
I must surrender the desire to know it all
In that silence the fog is lifted to make known
What the frequency is telling me in the now
It tells me that I am the frequency with which
God makes music and with which God loves

May I observe the energy of the ripples
Sitting in silence by the riverside
May I throw in a stone or two
To observe the ripples and think of
The ripples that are countless around me
Making music and making love with each other

Energy moves through
Synergy established
A newness springs forth
New vastness conquered

I and You become
He and She
Remaking I and You
To be larger than before

The space between I and You
Over time overlapped
Merges as One
Then there is no I]
Then there is no You
There is only
The One
Awareness it likes to be
So BE IT...

We are waves of energy streaming
Ceaselessly through eternity
Shape we take today is short-lived

We are clever in discovering this place
To enter we take a form
And hold it long enough
To experience a realm of mankind

We are forever creating realms
In which we experience
All that God can BE
And playing helpless
In the realms of our choice.

So Clever is the plan
To Suffer is part of this plan
Once realized, one is freed into
Realm-less vastness and lost
In the pool of Oneness

This road that leads to Calvary
Where I will surrender to Crucifixion
A path that only lets me know of my pain
A path that lets me know of my shame
Scorned by those who stand by
Though they know not they too
Are being led to the same Crucifixion

Thus is the plight of man who is here
To live here as if this is eternity
Man's divinity is slaughtered here
Where there is no grasp of the fullness
The fullness to which man is called


Man is called to break the shell
And be stripped of his limited-ness
To enter into the vastness beyond the shell
Where he would reign as prince
In the presence of his Father

In this land of sorrows and jealousy
Caused by feeling limited
Scarcity is the temptation
To hold on to the valueless
To grab more of the valueless

While that which of value
Beckons one to courageously
Walk out into the glory
Though it may look gory
To viewers along the road to Calvary

Calvary is where I must set up my  altar
Altar where I sacrifice
This limited self for it no longer serves
The purpose for which I am called

Saved by neuro-plasticity are we the humanity
From limited to embracing unlimited self
With renewed awareness and shifting perception
We arrive effortlessly into the Promised Land

There is no turning back now that I have woken up
Destination in sight and it is only a matter of discipline
To keep me seat belted for a a ride on my spaceship
Meditation is my discipline that keeps me steady

Breathing with awareness and observing self
Mindful in every breath and every thought
Intention is honed in with precision
As a practitioner who plays to hit the bull's eye

By hitting the eye one may enter
Into the vastness that is freeing and awe inspiring
Where there is no room for boredom
Nor is there lack for you create as you may please