The eternal song of IS

blessed is the womb  that gives rise to the babe of freedom  on wings of song  in the open where nothing is hidden  bright moment in time  the darkness dissipates in the substance that always is  sweet nectar  pouring forth like a river  from the heart  the truth carries a fragrance  that is the blooming of NOW  fresh with innocence as if seeing for the first time  divine light that sheds itself without distinction  the flower is my soul that lights itself in glory  the open space this heart that shuts nothing out  the rolling hills the waves of bliss that rise and fall gently  the sky this pristine consciousness sparkling  the bird's call the joy that rises spontaneously  the darkness the void filled with flowing life  the earth the ground of being steady and unwavering  myself to sing of thee is to find sweet stillness  to know thee is to be empty  to love is to release that which is not pure  holy is this ONE  where there is no meeting  one the dance of 0  the eternal song of IS....