I speak what can not be spoken of
In the dark about being in the dark
Ignorant of being ignorant because I was ignorant
Like a blind man painting a picture

They told me but i could not see it
They showed me but i could not hear it
Trying to feel with the mind
Rather than the heart of mystery
Covering the world with leather
Rather than wearing my shoes

Writing songs about what can not be sung
On the tablature of silence
Song sung blue at raptures door
Laughing at the paradoxical travesty uncloaked
The turning of my tears
Inside out
Crying at what is not sad
Tears of joy

Bursting into laughter at what was not funny
Liberation in the catastrophic
Entertaining the heart with disillusionment
The hurricane came
And the wind blew down all the walls that kept us apart
And we laughed like an insane man
As we embraced one another
Our hearts left lighter
Robbed of our certainty of the universes malicious intention

The grave became the womb
A doorway into being
Beautiful in unbecoming
Like rust that distinguished a fading antique
Its value in its impermanence
Revelation of worth found in loss
Appreciation released in the bittersweet symphony of disintegration
And the music of my weeping suddenly became melodious

And now you have burnt all my bridges built for me behind me
And their flames light the path before me
Break me to make me
A masterpiece now
The art of precious scars
The love that broke it mended it
Like the spirit of Kintsukuroi

Dance me
I am yours
A leaf in the wind
Carry me away
I care not where
Only that you carry me with you
Where you came from or go to
Matters not
Only that I hear your song
Where we are
A psalm with no name
A lyre with no strings
A heart that beats without time
Wash away the form of me
With the waters of your love
Like the waves wash the stones into sand
I give myself to your flame
Ignite me
And consume me
In this love of the love of the love of the love
Till love is all there is.

awesome

I Lost My Self
In Just This Kiss
Looking For It
Like A Drunken Man
Looks For His Phone In The Dark
With The Flashlight On His Phone.
Call Me Up Dear Friend
And Wake Me Up
Because I Am Sleepwalking On The Roof Again
Lost In My Lucid Dream

Only time will tell
The time it takes to wait
The time it takes to form and grow
A kindred heart
In a garden of desire
The season speaks for itself
The rising sun of trust reveals unveils
What our our refuge in the mirage has blinded us to
Taste and see that life is good
Gently
Slowly
Enter its waters
Testing them
Feeling its temperature fit us
Like a fine tailored suit
No forcing it
A long stretch and yawn
The eyes peeking open
Awakening to find our lover has always surrounded us
Looking for a soulmate in distinction
We looked over our lovers presence inside the presence of life itself
A whole world in one person
The one who is the whole world
Our heart completely captured
No room for escape
Becoming our captor
In sweet sweet surrender
To what is
The spouse veiled in the obvious
Kissed for the first time
For the last time
This time

Trying To Remember
What Its Like
To Remember
Without Clinging
Lost In Reverie
Or The Nightmare
Just Remembering
To Forget

The picture painting itself
Rose blooming from the inside out
Sun shining from itself
The speaking mouth does not hear
Yet the listening ear says everything

TYVM

Turn around and look my friend.
there is a slow train coming at you fast
and what you know now to be
will be gone before you know it

Pompously proclaimed I that “I WILL”
And lost my willingness
I fell out of the empty sky
Into the obscurity below
Having lost my self in all my selves
Buried in a world of notions of distinction
Armored with my tactical gear of rational
Knowing the state of matters
Wrought with thoughts of certainty
Loosing all hope with my superior understanding
Living conditionally with my conditioning
Confabulations built with gullibility
Forming hell itself
My home of familiarity
Omnipotent in my grandiosity
I ruled the world
Whence the universe laid a stumbling stone at my feet
A rock of offense
And in my blind stride
Of arrogance
I tripped over the truth
Of inclusion
Breaking all the bones of definitions
I found myself
Without a name
Loosing at once the titles that entitled me be someone
Liberated from the incarceration of my incarnation
Born again back into being one
Innocent of separation
Bathing in the fountain of youth
Washing away the credence of form
Melting into its waters
Flowing into being the flow
Nothing left to know
Knowing wholeheartedly even as I am known
To simply be
Shattered back together

So set
So safe
In my own
Cell of inviolability
Like a spectator within the cage of a zoo
Looking in at himself

Impregnable
Of the seed of pain
Least in grow into compassion
In the womb of my heart
And tear me away from from my distinction from others

And there I stood with all the authority granted me by grandiosity herself
Creating a steady stream representatives to go before me without number
Least none reach the king inside his sandcastle
And trouble his throne of certainty
And take his crown of convenience
And steal his bed laurels that he slept upon.
And awaken him from his dream


I lay there reclined
Under the covers of my right to be indifferent
Peeking out with one eye open
Interrupted by love attempting to only
Awaken me from my pretense of slumber
With its bell of truth
Life itself interrupting mine
Like a rude undertaker in the guise of a doctor
Interrupting the rhythm of my contracted heart
Splashing water on my face that I was hiding

Dire be the way!
With its ominous foreboding of enlightenment
The daystar arising
Ransacking me of the forbidden fruit of the garden
Fooling me away from my foolishness and making wise the fool
Answering me according to my own folly
Disheveled in eating the fruit of my own devices
I disgorged the apple the serpent beckoned me to consume
And my eyes were opened in disillusionment
Shameless naked and groundless
In the twinkling of an eye
Freed from the form of being the particular
Awarded the wings of preferencelessness
Soared I miles upon miles without a beating of the wing
I traveled abroad
I seen the world without leaving home
And traversed without purse or staff
Like a wild vine reaching up into the heavens growing there without leaving here
Its roots firm in the dust and ashes
Beckoned by the sun to come into being
Rose I to the occasion
Acceptance without acquiescence
The will freed of itself at last.
With a word yet unspoken

Thank you for your encouragement. I am really pretty new to writing poetry.

A poem born in hell
Stanzas of cynicism
Like railroad tracks
Carry this heart of doubt
Its engine of surety rumbling and rambling
Stealing away the purity of the mystery
Bound and shackled in fetters of fixation
Plundered of all awe
No surprise
Notions of permanence
Like coils of a serpent
Strengthening despair
Breathless
Gasping for the air of innocence
Unable to swallow trust
While being swallowed up
Eaten alive
Never more the less
One last look
The setting sun
The sinking heart
Taking my seat
In the dragons belly
Till my time has come

Who can fathom this grief?
The heart of the universe broken
Stars fall from the sky like tears
Shall i wish upon one?
In every teardrop a glimmer of hope
Washing the countenance
Melting faces of stone
Like spring rain on winter snow
Faceless be
Nothing to face up to
No shame
No blame
No pain
Only sweet release
From what was
The light of what is
Flooding my vacant heart
Like a beggar that finds a home
And a bed of surrender
To rest his weary mind
Nothing to understand
Everything to be
We melt together
In being alone

You said "follow me"
And I inclined my heart to letting you draw me away
From from the refuge of my invulnerability
While you came to me
Like a thief in the night
to steal away
The heaviness of my heart
That I may test again the waters of presence
Can I let myself drown in them this time?
Does trust demand that i walk on water?
Tasting this moment
Without a taste left in my mouth
Laying behind the old news for the new ones
Seeing you for the first time every time
Falling
Falling
Falling
Into this luminous instance of your divine company
Rising
Rising
Rising
From the lingering heart
And its sullen gaze back
That leaves me to be a pillar of salt
That has lost its savor
Salt me with fire
Set my awareness ablaze
Of the love the moment holds
That holds the moment
Waiting patiently for my embrace again
Like the love after the fight
How much sweeter is home to my prodigal heart

TYVM

TYVM

I dropped my watch
Its shattered glass
It broken hands
Left me to tell time with my heart
And then with a one word
My heart fell
And it to broke
Great was the breaking of it
The sound of crystal breaking on the floor
Then only silence
No longer a heartbeat
Just stillness
Just silence
But yet alive
So strange
Someplace that day
I misplaced my busy schedule
And laid on my back in a grassy knoll
Watching the clouds roll by during the day
And watching the stars falling at night
And i woke up
And i remembered
Why i came

Kairos and Chronos
At their wedding reception
Waltzing together
In the light of grace
No longer stepping on one another feet
dancing in step with the spirit
Soon to fall into one another arms
Their bedchamber
Finally prepared by the handmaidens
Such sweet consummation
Sacred Moans and sighs
Echo through the universe
Climax in the womb of time and space
A star coming into being within the body of being itself
A promise of travail to come
Child of eternity
Forming in her womb
Waiting for the break of day
To see the light for the first time
Every time he returns

In meadows we walked
Our silhouette against the canvas of the blue sky
Like shadow puppets playing
By the hand of Life
Tales to tell
The whole catastrophe
A living novel
Written by the hand of fate
Leaves dancing in the wind
Panting chasing of them down
Trying to return them to their proper place
Then the wind took you
Like a leaf
And danced you away from me
Thief of my joy
Spurned like a jealous lover
Until I too
Became a leaf in the wind