the visionary

dear souls
the crystal clear visions still come
this morning what a stream of finery
of love divine
here is some spirit beauty just for you
if you see a painting on the wall
of colorful life in play
do you just look at it with hmmmm
interesting
and then go your way on to be immersed
in the worldly drama
well the one with vision she does not do this
she sees a different way
she sees like shiva and comes *into* the
picture and there she is immersed like
one of the players of it
and a witness too
there, she brings the sensual imagery
to her own form
takes the grit of it and tastes it with her
tongue and relishes the flavor divine
she takes the greenery that springs from it
and smells it deep and hears it too
even the smallest raindrop she can hear
she feels the heavens as her own being
floating through her form
her ears, souls, they are not like ordinary ears
they hear the heartbeat of the  world in it's dance
of joy
and in it's sorrow and pain too
it mourns like a small bird that lost it's mother
it mourns like a wind that howls through the night
it mourns like a young child to be free
she hears it and brings these visions souls to you
like a princess of heart and a loving mother
and a fierce one too  that will bloom soon
and never take shadow in again
she is in the painting of life and puts it on her
skin ... do you see her doing this?
she rests her whole being in it .. do you feel her
doing this?
she eats it in a way and digests it well like
what is this taste? it tastes like spirit
it tastes like blue spirit, red spirit, black
spirit and all the diversity of spirit
and it tastes too like heaven drenched in all
of it
she opens her mind to the *whole* flavor
of it
she opens her heart to the *whole* flavor
of it
she does not say, no big deal..  this is just
a ray of moonlight dripping on a flower
honey-like
no big deal, this tulip was closed at dusk
and now in the morning, it dances full, open
bright as the brightest sunrise
no big deal, the ocean waves move with such grace
in and out, washing, rinsing
no souls, she feels each vibration like a song
in her soul
like a pouring out of divine wine that has been
aged for centuries
churned in the heart of light
she sees this and so much more ... the visionary
mystic lady of love
she sings of this too you...do you feel it souls!
come on now, wake up from your slumber
and bed of dreams to be with her where she lives
in the paradise of spirit
she lives there always and always will in her soul
and when she does not see this way anymore
love, she will be on fire
so do not let this time slip now as it is
the lady of spirit light
she lives now this way
but later
she will be as Guru