Some poetry that has emerged from this heart, that is related to the themes of this website:
Friends
“The invisible Source
is my Beloved, the Friend,
That One I am always seeking to be with.
Yet sometimes
I am inexorably drawn
to a visible friend
whose presence brings
The Presence
of love
into this world.
These friends can
break my heart open
Break, and make the
two worlds
one.
I thank them.”
26/2/2001
THE MYSTERY
“To hold still
In Devotion to THAT,
to hold still
always
in the midst of everything,
that the heart
is
always
turned
to the Beloved in love
To remain undistracted,
beyond the possibility of distraction
to return the wayward soul
to That
to YOU
to LOVE
To BE That
that everyone i see
everyone who sees me
is turned toward That too
that is the mystery
of the saints I love”
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This Broken Marriage (May 97)
This broken marriage
of soul
and spirit
infects the body
with diverse
strategems
of defense
avoidance.
The pain breaks through
as grief,
as illness,
as anger,
as longing.
Embrace these gifts.
Welcome
the invitation
to re-enter the union
Don’t collude
with the defenses
Be patient
You are Here
For This.
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Only Truth (Nov. 97)
Only truth gives freedom
only truth generates love
For love and freedom
are born, sprung from
the real –
“I honour those who try to rid
Themselves of any lying
who empty the self
and have only clear being there”
This is no easy task
but what else is worth being
but truth,
love,
which sets us free
Truth which frees us to love
Little truths are the way to Truth
just following the unfolding,
however painful
& twisted
the unravelling.
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the thorn
Paint the sky with poetry
Buckle on your positivity
Wash your hands
again
and again..
This may distract you
But don’t think
this
will
pull
the Thorn
from your
Heart.
The only balm
is
to become the thorn
conscious in this pain
conscious as the Heart.
Only then
oh brother, sister
when you let
this be
will you
Break Open
to That
Secret
You Are.
—-
“Become the thorn,
so that always ,
beside you,
there will be
Roses” -Rumi March 2002
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In august 2012 , while in Scotland
preparing to perform Rumi
this happened
I had a dream
in which a lovely woman
so warm, so kind, so easy
unbidden
befriended me…
she leaned softly, tenderly,
not away from,
but into my pain…
so naturally,
as a true Friend.
I said
“you are such a balm to my soul!”
she answered quietly,
simply
”I have become love”
then smiled and laughing said
“I am so happy!”
there was simple gratitude in her laughter
and a knowing
I asked her name
she said
“ Heaven “
I knew I was dreaming
and couldn’t get
her contact address!
and I know too
that she
she is what we can become.
-August 2012
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The Dawn (received Berlin Jan. 95)
Don’t sleep tonight my friend.
Your waiting has been long-
Don’t sleep through
the dawn.
The dawn is breaking –
even in this darkness
even in the void,
the chaos of this long night
The dawn is breaking.
Even now
when you wonder
if the shoots of light
appearing, vanishing,
are real or not –
Even now when bats still
career across the dark sky
and owls hoot
The dawn is breaking
Stay awake
a little longer
my friend
The heart is cold with the long
cold bite of this long
cold night.
Fearful images of loss and confusion,
dreams of unending pain
still flit about
in this dark.
Be patient,
endure their presence,
whisper to them ever
in confidence
‘ the light is coming’
Yes the dawn is long,
is slow,
the light indistinct,
But what is time in
the face of
Eternal Certainty
My friend
stay close
listen
watch
Live for my World Soul
waking
The Dawn is coming.