Saturday, September 12, 2015

moon rising


the lingam, dark and rich 
i saw it laying there the same 
in my mind's eye 
with a bright aura around it
from it came a crack that opened 
and springing from this, rose a flower 
that danced in the open air
thru this rich emptiness of atman 
the flower of the world rises 
shakti, the appearances so 
colorful and varied 
and filled with all sorts of experiences 
the flower rises from 
the source 
yet is forever connected there 
not separate 
the lingam 
dark and rich

white lotus
flower of understanding, 
truth and heart 
it manifests in it's beautiful purity
when 
the ashes of the world have been
rinsed clean
deep within it's heart sits the diamond 
the *jewel* of all 
hidden and mysterious it lives 
shining in it's splendor 
white lotus 
flower of the heart

she is the goddess of heart my love 
she comes to to you and reveals this message 
see the world as a dream and do not cling there 
for it will leave nothing but sadness to be 
reborn 
she leaves this message 
on the earth and in the garden of life that blooms 
but do not sorrow over this souls 
for life is eternal in it's spirit 
it is forever returning to be reborn
again in another form 

see the goddess, see how she changes 
shapes in the moonlight
and in the rising of the sun
and in the winds that come and go
and in the shadows that play about
and in the call of the birds 
and the wild creatures 
and in the body, the eyes, the words,
the movement 
through these changing shapes
she leaves her message:
oh souls do not cling to the transient
appearances
but find yourself in your *true* self
forever living as one

the moon rises over the mountains 
and leaves it's reflection on still 
waters 
it flows from the heart as a light 
to be seen by all
to flows from the source as a fullness 
that is undeniable 
see it glowing now, so bright and lovely
set in a deep, dark sky
it is an image that makes one feel 
and taste and believe:
oh how beautiful and mysterious 
this life is!

moon rising 
phases and stages of mind 
ever changing, transient 
the light hits as love shining 
shedding nothing but purity
that lives eternal
melting the shadow 
melting the coverings 
and that which has always been
shines 
full
moon
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3 comments:

  1. Namaste- Love the pic of the moon over the mountains, and the poem itself, thank you for sharing.Om

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