As your eyes meet with a passing stranger’s

The light of love and recognition

That passes between you

In that moment

Might just be

What brings redemption

To this wonderful wounded world

They told you it was dangerous here,

You heard tales of persecution and death,

“Stay in the light of summer” they pleaded, “it’s safe here!”

But you could not listen,

For you did not come for only half of this.

The pea under all those mattresses of perception propelled you on,

deep, deep down,

through the portal,

Into the womb.

Now you are here,

The distractions lost their shine

And you could no longer ignore the ache.

You came to plumb the depths

And bring everything back into your heart.

It is different here.

The way is lit by the sincerity of your love of truth,

And the gentleness of the truth of love will guide you.

The fire is fuelled by the 10,000 things,

and your intense yearning,

The silent wind of your courage and devotion fans its flames.

Rest here, at the hearth,

Let the warmth of your love soften the frozen sinews of misunderstanding and pain.

Be still, my dear

Stay close, closer than close

And let our bodies dissolve into one.

Give space to the harsh rocky sediments of judgement and control,

Offer them a cosy bed on which to rest,

And endless cups of manna to fill their parched veins and quench the thirst,

For they only want peace too.

Gather in the frightened ones

And lend them the strength of your voice and arms,

Whisper all the love songs you know into their ears

And breathe fresh hope into their deflated lungs,

Until they too can stand alone.

Stay here, my love, don’t turn away.

You can bare this pain, and it will transform you,

Your love is the balm you have been seeking,

Your tears are the tonic to wash away the muddy foot prints of karma.

My sword is sharp but its cut like silk;

It draws no blood and leaves no trace of shame, blame or guilt.

Softly, gently, slowly

Sweet shadow,

Weary wound of existence,

I welcome you Home

Again, and Again

Eternally

Let’s hold hands

And we will go

Together, through the night

Where two or more are gathered

In thy name, it’s true!

Remember you are the light!

The light illuminating you!

Like pieces of a shattered nought

That can never find itself

To re-re-report

The fraught and distraught primary thought

Stay Home, Folks!

When desire or despair

Tighten my chest

Or grip my throat

When space collapses in

And technique fails

I find you there

When to breathe is too much

Or the pain intolerable

At night

I find you there

In a voice, a face, a poem,

In the understanding and reassurance of one who has gone before

Or my own sweet hands

Resting on heart and belly