For you, I longed, in every breath,
For lifetimes,
Those infinite cycles of birth and death.
You gave me not your soothing touch,
For ages,
Those moments in sorrow, that pain, so much.

For your voice, my heart longed, in every beat,
For years,
Those moments spent alone in silent retreat.
You called me not, with your melodious tone,
For what felt like time infinite,
Your light I was never shown.

After all that wait, the moment had to arrive,
That taste, for which I chose to strive.
Like a lightning you came,your voice, the thunder,
Struck by awe I was, your glory, the wonder.

Lifetimes of thirst, quenched in a moment divine,
One with you I became, barriers broken, that dividing line.
The fool I was, looking for you in a place distant,
You were right here, within me, every instant, the presence, constant.

All this while I was looking the wrong way,
That step within, I took this day.
A fish I was in your divine sea,
Swimming,
Looking for water, that which was always all around me.

In love I fell, within me,
With the void, the vastness.
In love I fell, I learnt to just be,
With my silence, the emptiness.

In love I fell, with space,
With the cosmos, the writer of fate.
In love I fell, needed no symbol, no face,
With spirit universal,the natural state.

In love I fell, with nothingness,
The truth I realized this way.
In falling in love with that which is not,
In love I fell with everything there is.

In this love I can simply be,
Without a point, without a trigger,
In this love I am blissfully me,
No reason, no person, no figure.

Every boundary you see,
Every *******,
Is self-created and imaginary.

Free the body and mind of all clutter,
Free it of judgement and conditioning,
**** yourself, the false one,
You will then taste the beyond .

For the first time, you will come alive,
Breaking free from the mundane rut.
You will feel light.

So light that the body moves into dance,
The voice breaks into song,
The mind spills poetry.
You cannot now help but be overwhelmed,
By the exuberance of existence.

You will become so vulnerable,
So sensitive,
Yet in all this openness,
Within you will lie an unshakable strength that needs no display.
This human state,
Is the only thing worth striving for.

Live your life like it is a poem,
And you are the words that complete it.
Live your life like it is a painting,
And you are the canvas of the divine.
Live your life like it is a song,
And you are the note arising from the unknown.

The rest is just survival, mundane.

Yes! You're free!
Can't see?
Within this prison,
Go wherever.

There isn't a feeling more intense than lust,
Nothing more engulfing, more true.
Makes the hardest obstacle look like mere dust,
No space for mind, no sign, no clue.

What can explain the urge?
That moment all energies converge,
Illusion or divine upsurge?
None can articulate which leads to this splurge.

Yet in all my experience I have been a seer,
Studied the feeling, up-close and near.
The blinding force that goes beyond fear,
Makes you forget life and everything dear.

There wasn't anything that made me more sure,
There couldn't be a feeling more pure.
Wondered why it was the lowest sin,
The blinding desire for another's skin.

It then struck me like an arrow,
Why does it have to be so narrow?
What if lust was elevated to emotion?
What if the same happened in life, or still, in devotion?

Could there be a higher way to forget yourself?
To taste the beyond and come out of your shelf.
Yes! Yes! it struck me right,
In one moment of divine insight.

Then for truth I began my lust,
A desire just as robust.
From the root, to the crown, felt a mighty ******,
That cleansed a stagnant mind of its rust.

And so again I was made a child,
Full of innocence, yet so wild.
Blinded once more, but with a lust divine,
Cracked open to see the subtle and the fine.

Two centers exist through which your energies explode,
The result the same, you become fierce.
******* both,
The root, a seed for creation,
The crown, the creators seat.