You asked what was missing
“Is it the ***?” you said. As though love were just kissing And thrashing in our bed It hurt to hear you say it Did you not understand? That I must pray-- not play it My love be real, not rand The body’s temple to the soul So do not test God’s wrath By mistaking as the goal The thing that’s just a path And there are many paths to tread As you and I have shown Charkras aligned made a true sign That we two were God’s own The bed’s a place you may embrace In honest conversation And feel the force of ******* That’s more than mere sensation So when I say I’m missing And when it makes me cry Please know it’s more than kissing And more than some *** high Please know it’s about touching souls and not just getting kicks Please know it’s only heaven’s drug That gives my Suzie fix
You wish to hear the languages you do not understand
The ones you knew before you learned to speak To see and hear and taste and touch; to dumbly walk the land To empty out, to make your mind more meek And so you wander wild in woods, unmade unmasked unplanned With rock and rain and bark and bloom and beak You own surprise with babe’s new eyes, you know now why you came: To know each thing just as it is; to never know the name To **** the flower, to lose the power, to **** as you unlearn To smell the earth, to die in birth, to drown in sweet return
Wonder in the forest lost
Feel plants fear the killing frost Gasp, not grasp the all-around Browse the forest’s lost and found Try to lose the monkey mind You must lose before you find Brother bear and sister tree I art though and thou art me Moving slow is not enough To lose the lie that all is stuff Wonder just how small you be Staring up that trunk of tree Life is death. Death is birth Worm return to Mother Earth None is better none is worse Each a blessing, both a curse The truth comes close could I but wait And yet the time is getting late I see the clearing up ahead Where all the living live as dead Things to do-must take my leave Return to walls- goals to achieve Miles to go before I sleep My bidding bye makes Jesus weep He touches me with that one tear I walk back in and disappear You ask how long must I sit here? It took Mahatma seven year
you cannot love
from the safety of a distance you cannot know what you cannot touch You cannot taste full joys of her attention She cannot love if you fear too much so the time has come to abandon desperado to take the plunge to loose the widening gyre to trust her love to hand her heart your ego to make the lunge into her frightening fire
What have you brought?
No more than I need. What I have sought? To let my heart bleed. What have you done But let me be wild? Trust in a woman Joy in a child.
You say you’ll love me always
but can that love express? Inexplicably connected we connect without success. Play dates, texts and evening swims You hurt to hear me now, so one must find the reasons, then things can fix somehow. You suggest you see what’s best by having stopped to think of reasons why we must not try. You sent me them in ink. Head says I need less neediness. Head says you need more trust. Head says contact is much too soon. Cold turkey is the best. But after saying all you think you ask twice for response. and signify a little wink. that takes my breath and sense. And since you’ve left me senseless and broken me apart perhaps our love I can express without my head but heart. Now I know not of reasons- things we can control. I know love has its seasons. I know I feel your soul. I know naught that can be taught. I know just what I feel. I know there are no rules for us. I beg borrow and steal. And what is real and what is dream? And how can one decide? And when to stop and when to start? And when to end the ride? There are no answers in the mind They harbor in the soul How do I feel about time to heal? The word “heal” comes from “whole”. The soul knows naught of “either or” It sings the song “both and” It knows naught of right or wrong It forfeits for The Friend I see two trees twined in the wood have rubbed raw one another. I see them healing one on one each giving each their cover So if I ignore what you implore- to give you time to heal and instead of time I give this rhyme that rings like your bell’s peal. That fills the room like our first Ohhm that stabs you to your core. Let us forgive and let love live, and row toward the roar.
The teenaged brown eyed seeker
Reads Elizabethan verse Like an ancient incantation To slake her ***** thirst For her own Beloved But the words seem more a curse Why is it “Lord” and “Father”? Where has Abba gone? All that Kingdom, will and power Turns the daily bread to stone And the evil and the glory Leaves her so alone Lovers know temptation And deliverance! But must hold equal station If they are to dance. Your talk of my trespasses And Heaven where Thou art Your “hallows” feel like gallows Around my trembling heart Your words have left me broken To shed my tears alone For I can never love you While you sit upon a throne