love is like the sun

even when you can’t see it
the sun is there
it is the essence of everything
without it nothing happens
nothing will live

and love, what of love?

love is the same

even when you can’t see it
love is there
it is the essence of everything
without it nothing happens
nothing will live

why do we struggle so much
denying this?
why do we spend our lives
fighting with love?
we would never
try and fight the sun.

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surrender the wilful ego

a kind of death must happen
for relationship to flower
but that death is no bad thing
it is nothing more than
giving up the need
to be right
or wrong

to surrender
the wilful ego
is the greatest gift
you can give your lover
and the world

it sounds so easy
but i invite you
to give it a try
in the heat
of the moment
when the battle
is at its peak…

i laid down my arms
some time ago
it was the best thing
i ever did

love cannot be possessed

love cannot be possessed
but my do we try

like a free bird caught
we cage love
and give it rules
and tidy it up
and make it safe

and kill it

but love cannot be possessed
it is as free as that little bird
or the wind

and if you try and control it
or cage it
something will surely die, slowly
or with great haste

better still to honor and serve love
to be love’s facilitator and conduit
and to allow the ebbing and flowing
of human activity to be as it is

the truth is we cannot possess anything

love and death are lovers

love and death
are lovers
who sometimes fight
but long to surrender
into each others arms
in eternal embrace

we think they are enemies
but when they wrap themselves
around each other
in open hearted brokenness
they create a beauty
that is transcendent

love is hidden inside everything
as is death

stand together as love

another morning of waking up
to tragedy
innocent people listening to their favorite music
lives taken apart for no reason
but some madness
maybe vengeance, who knows?
who knows what goes on in the mind of someone
who would kill so many,
with such ease?

it beggars belief
that insane men
full of bile and hate
can so easily lay their hands
on weapons that can kill so many
in minutes…

there is a sickness here
you can’t see it
or diagnose it
very easily

but its here
a sickness of the soul
an entire continent of strangers
all immigrants or sons and daughters
of a culture that has had its fleeting moment
and is now
like the roman empire itself
rapidly in decline
morally bankrupt
and sliding into chaos

and everyone is armed and dangerous

the corporate monsters and the ones
who run things behind the veil
the hedge funds and the 1%

don’t care about anything or anyone
and they love chaos and fear and hate

we will lose this endless secret, hidden war
if we close our hearts
and allow our minds to be stolen,

this war that is taking the world
is a war for the very soul
of each man and woman
who is alive now
or those who are to come
there is trouble coming
everywhere

we must not allow ourselves to
be manipulated by fear
only the power of love
and right action will see us through the darkness

i am sorry for all this
and i am sorry that this poem
has to address such things

but we either stand together as love
or we fall apart as fear
it’s really as simple as that.

to have loved beyond measure

beyond all the material distraction
this world brings
beyond achievement and acolade
beyond regret of lost moments
beyond pain and shattered dreams
more than enlightenment itself
stands one thing
high above all else
and that is
to have been able to
love beyond measure
beyond safety and beyond stories
beyond self and need

this satisfies the soul
more than anything that
self can get for itself

this is the only miracle
that needs to happen

and if you can’t find another being
to love beyond measure
then love the world
or love yourself

because it is not the object
of your love that matters
is is the inner resonance

that inner resonance
is the healing this world needs

when you love so deeply
you transmit a vibration
that has the ability to
initiate massive change

only love can change this world
your love.

a never to be repeated phenomenon

there are moments
often in the middle of an ordinary day
when the overwhelmingness of life,
of existence itself,
comes upon me
and i feel my breath gently
and my skin softly
and the awareness
of being here
as life itself
as a never to be repeated phenomenon
stops me…
and i simply sit
in silent wonder

each manifestation of life
is so uniquely beautiful
every flower
snowflake
butterfly
human

this simple truth
could be enough to
create heaven on earth
if only we could remember…

i remembered.

live from emptiness

peel back the layers of your life
and dare to stare
into the darkness
shine a light upon the shadows
and cast those demons out

if you are willing
unravel everything you have raveled up

you have become complicated and dense
with so many stories
so many conflicting threads
everyone is just so complicated

but the true human being
is one who is very simple and natural
honest and open

the true human being
has undone everything
and made no attempt
to do it all up again

the whole point is to live
from emptiness
that is the most beautiful grace
of all.

the butterfly path

i have lived
like an emergent butterfly
at first i stumbled and crawled
through my life
unaware and driven only
by desire

and then a great metamorphosis began

there were times I thought
the pain of transformation
would kill me
yet still i pressed on
and finally, through grace and nature,
i emerged into
my butterfly nature

this life is a path of becoming
but to truly emerge
as your resplendent self
you must be prepared
to shed the past
and face the void…

and then jump.

Photo by Andrea Reiman on Unsplash

falling into the mystery

when i gazed into your soul
and rested in that open vista
it was like looking over
a vast continent
mysterious and unknown
there is a track, something familiar
and known,
but everything leads
to this mystery

i am an explorer there
sometimes i stumble on a darkness
and even a wild animal
hidden in the shadows
but then, around an
unexpected corner,
i chance upon
the hidden valley
a sight that takes the breath away
with its majesty and splendor

you, my dearest heart, are all of these

all we can really do is explore
ourselves and each other

drop all this judgement and knowing
the truth is you don’t really know anything

it is all an utterly transcendent mystery.