In you

in you
my friend
is Life
In you is love undivided
love that is like God
love not of some-Thing
love not small and divisionary
love not set high one day
and low another
love not attached to a sense object
love not attached
to certain qualities or experiences
love not made of thought waves
love not laced with pleasure
and pain
love not laced with mind play
love not laced with sensual experience
love not laced with fear of something leaving
love not laced with fear of something coming
love not laced with the sting of change
love not laced with projections
love not laced with me and mine mentality
love not laced with ownership
love not laced with i am here
and you are there
and I am having this experience
and you that
love not laced with expectation
love not laced with a story line
love not laced with knowledge
that is relative
love not laced with knowledge
that is heavy with thought
love not laced with knowledge
that comes from me experiences
love not laced with knowledge
that comes from body form confinement
love not laced with knowledge
that comes from body form desires
love not laced with knowledge
that comes from body form feelings of lack
love not laced with knowledge
that comes from body form graspings
love that is singular and pure
is what is in you
love that sheds only
peace, joy, happiness
knowledge that is not made of
anything that mind knows
or anything that mind feels
or anything that mind desires
or hopes or prays for
knowledge that comes when all
that is made of "other" melts away
knowledge that remains
when the arduousness of sadhana
completes itself
then, then
what is uncovered is True knowledge
the perfect heart
the single glow of Atman
the single essence
that is the background for this
mayaic play that consumes so much
now beautiful ones,
can you really put your efforts
into this search?
oh souls,
you must if you are sincere
you must if you are desirous of completion
you must if you are desirous of peace
and then you will know yourself
oh souls,
how can one live without knowing yourself?
come now
you are true inside
come and let God be the one to lead you to yourself
not ego
never, never
only God which is pure awareness
pure intelligence
pure beauty
Shiva
Shiva
and nothing more or less
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shakti, goddess of Life

She rinses mind
with energies of love
she is herself always
you do not know her now dear
but she is your soul
free of shadow
she is so glorious and
full
as the goddess of Life
she tries to let you know
about yourself through
suffering
as she scorches your mind with
all that comes from
being attached to a persona
she scorches your body with
all that comes from being
attached to a form
that is only a vehicle
when you finally say,
oh my God
i am not going this route
any longer
i want to know my true
heart
then she ignites in you
like a flame
and begins her work of
burning the mind to ash
this my dears
is a course for those in love
with the truth
and not for those that want to
play in the world
as this will bring a division
of desires
and be a burden to the soul
but for those that are
wanting to be in truth
these ones will burn
like the saints burn
like the Buddha burned
like Christ burned
like Guru burned
and find the source of all
in the end
and this is the beginning of Life
and this is the end of the story of "me"
for this ill-usion is the cause of mistaken knowledge
and is the cause of pain
but it is like a shadow
that is to be dissolved eventually
if one is true and walks upright on the path
sturdy and makes efforts there
she works her energies
and for the souls that come in her
what remains is Life
nothing separate any longer
she remains
in stillness and beauty
always
shakti, goddess of Life

such sweet tunes

She moves as an angel
like God in its purity
in her, mind is quietened
and free of doubts, fear and
all that has come from thinking
she sings of life as it is
mind will not know her
mind will not see her
mind will not find her
mind can only seek her
and then she takes her
voice of silence and
says, nay thoughts
you are not to be the center
nay thoughts
and breathes her air of fire
so sharp and burning
and so like fire
she does not play around
when she is in you as
the goddess of light
as kundalini
she works her magic continuously
continuously she works her energies
to rinse the mind clear of dross
and mud and the soil of mind
she works her energies like
the goddess of love
she sings sweet tunes of joy
in the heart
when she is through with the work
she sings sweet tunes of stillness
like a one at rest
and completely content with
what is here now
and like a one that is
drowned in the waters of love
she's sings such sweet
tunes then

Do you know?

Shiva spent his days in meditation
under the spreading tree
near the glassy water
he was deep inside himself
and did not desire to come out
and be externalized
Shakti/ Parvati, she danced
for him in order to tempt him
to come out
be taken by her, be like a
man that is filled with passion
and wants what he wants
to fulfill his desires
but Shiva did not budge from
his rock-firm stillness to
be united with Parvati
he was so still, he did not
even move when she danced
he remained motionless
strong, steady, like a
mountain
like a rock-firm mountain
in which he exemplifies
he is a mountain of beauty
he is a mountain of LIFE
shed of form
shed of distractive thought
shed of multiplicity
shed of lies
shed of doubts, imaginations
and projections
shed of impure grasping
shed of "me and you" mentality
shed of trickery of Maya
shed of mistaken knowledge
shed of dualistic understanding
shed of prisons of thought
shed of prisons of pride and vanity
shed of prisons of pain of little ego
shed of prisons of pain of
body-form attachment
shed of prisons of body-form
confinement
shed of prisons of body-form disease
shed of prisons of body-form limitations
shed of prisons of body-form
experiences that bring the heart to sorrow
oh souls, Shiva is the mountain
and do you know he is yourself?
do you know he lives in you as this sturdiness,
so beautiful, full, rich and without suffering
do you know?

flowers of light

i tried to write the poem
but my hands did not work
for they knew not the passages to write
i tried to see the words to write
but my eyes grew dim
and could not see the words
the mind it knew so many things
i suppose
but when it came to writing the poem
it did not know anything
it was quiet
and then what flowed was of itself
like a divine river of love
like the wings of angels
and the silence of God
it writes itself
and though the eyes see it coming out
there is no one that writes
it writes itself

she is still
forever still
and graces the world with stillness
and puts stillness in you
she makes herself beautiful in stillness
fresh as the first winter snow
fresh as the earth tended to with care
fresh as the dove lit on the branch
in the moonlight
fresh as love rich in heart
fresh as life with no boundaries
fresh as life with no suffering
fresh as life without shadow
she is the beautiful one
dressed in stillness only
dressed in primal being
dressed in primal oneness
dressed in primal singular oneness
how she lives so joyous
she brings
flowers of light to you now dear one
like presents of heart
take them now
and have this joy too
she brings such gifts of heart

life without stain

she speaks to the soul
of life lived without stain
of life lived without mistaken knowledge
of life lived without the burden of thoughts
for thoughts are the cause of suffering
they are the connection between body and mind
like a knot or the rudra granthi
they make the body appear as
separate and confined to a persona
and make all the world appear
the body is subject to so many things
and will decay in time and be put to
the cremation grounds
or buried or what have you
do not let it be the all of your existence
it is here due to karma and
all that is directed by grace
it knows nothing at all
it is like an inert thing
a vehicle for the soul to experience
life on this plane
a disciple on the path will
not be so enamored by it
for has it not been proven to be
unreliable as the source of happiness?
it is subject to so many things
it dies away someday or today maybe
who knows?
it will be like a corpse soon
but holy it is not
holy it is not
so sisters and brothers when you are
true to God
one does not hold his creations as being
personal
but simply observes quietly
the world and all that comes and goes
in it
how strange it is, yes?
how very mysterious and not understood
by mind at all
it is like a show of color and light
and oddities and beauty and horrors
but this is not to be taken as personal in the least
for when death comes
the mind is stripped of all
identifications
like a dissolution of all that has been collected
and that which was identified as a "me" is no more
but one need not wait until death for this process to begin
and can be purified while in body
in this life now
this is the path
and what remains under it all?
this is LIFE in it's purity
truth
Atman
Buddha
Christ
God
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and so friends of heart, may it continue forward
in the most beneficial way
may it continue....

om shanti

the peaceful o ne

i came in this way of beauty and light
as a dove lit on the branches of sorrow
to aide in those ears that are open
to hearing of the way
i came to haunt this darkness with such a
mighty hand and tongue
of light
that sits in the windows of all that lock
themselves away
so as to say come out friend,
and do not care of this empty voice that
has no true power
i came to fill the heart with great words of peace
and joy so beautiful
and whole as the seas and winds
never ending in the flow of purity as this
is what is real
i came to prey on the dead energies and
put them to sleep so they
have no more steam to rise again ever
i came as a wanderer of the lands and countries
of God
and will not compromise what is true by any means
i came to hear the call of the souls that sit
somewhere else in a place that does not heal
i am here to heal
as a burn and mighty sword that lashes the dark
and paralyzes the wandering ways of mind
i came on the side of beauty, rest and joy
as a lamb of God
that has given up all and everything to this purpose
of love everlasting
i came as freedom in a form
clear as the waters that run fresh from wild
open valleys
and taste sweet to tongues that are thirsty
i came as peace personified
and joy embodied
as earth fresh and deeply churned so as the
small bits of life can
breathe again in the open air
i came as a friend of peace
i came as a danger to the untrue ways
and as a bright star in the night sky
this substance that is what i am
so very whole and sturdy friends
so very much made of no death
and uninterrupted life and light
in this way i came
as light
pure life
glory
and peace
everlasting..
i came..
om