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      until I am strewn into small peals of the hungry skies

      into a dust of constellations

      into tiny delicious blushes of the moon

      until I fully evaporate

      into the heat of your presence

      and cannot go back to sleep again.

      * * *

      Window of Your Mind-Body

      May the window of your mind-body

      break wide open!

      May the door of your heart crack apart

      And turn you into a workshop of divine light!

      * * *

      Rosemary Garden

      Companionship is

      a rosemary garden

      where we bloom and

      burst into a sweet scent

      with so much ease and only

      a little rain,

      until we bring into it

      demands and expectations.

      * * *

      Be a Sweet Poem

      If you want to connect with other human beings

      on the deepest, most intimate level

      don’t speak to their hierarchy or social status.

      Don’t miss the point, my friend.

      speak directly to their heart.

      Be a sweet poem that cuts our chest open

      and frees a thousand dark songs.

      * * *

      Concrete Roads

      If you want

      light to penetrate you

      and dispel your illusion,

      stay open and relaxed.

      See how the grass grows

      through the tiny cracks

      in the concrete roads.

      * * *

      From the Ego’s Side

      From the ego’s side

      awakening to your true fragrance

      is a shocking news because it means

      the deconstructive process of the known

      and the tearing down of the old structure.

      * * *

      Because You Are Here

      The heart is deeply moved and

      Immensely touched by your beauty.

      Because you are here,

      The world is kinder, more serene and

      more understanding.

      * * *

      You’re a Symphony

      With utmost humility and humbleness

      I can say this, most beautiful one;

      You’re a symphony in all hearts

      When we learn how to listen to YOU.

      Every time I remember YOU,

      YOU come down

      in the form of morning mist and

      soak my lips with love.

      YOU are in every single feather

      of the eagle’s wings

      The wild horses galloping in the hills

      Carry YOU in their hooves.

      YOU are a miracle and

      Babies drink YOU with their mothers milk.

      Farmers dilute YOU with

      Their waters and bathe in YOU.

      Lovers mix YOU with their creams

      and put YOU on their bodies.

      They say YOU are very healing.

      They say YOU are very soothing.

      In the village so far away

      Bakeries sprinkle YOU in their flours

      and make delicious bread.

      Their customers sing all night with joy.

      They say they are drunk, so drunk with joy that

      they could no longer tell

      the difference between day and night.

      You’re a symphony in all hearts

      When we learn how to listen to You.

      * * *

      What Are You Doing to Me?

      I am so drunk

      on the sweetness of your eyes, beloved one

      And I no longer know what I am doing

      For whatever I do, you’re the doer.

      You’re the wings of the sun

      and I am the feather.

      You’re my water.

      I fill my glass with you and drink you

      and quench my thirst.

      Some days I drink you right from the rain

      And some days from the ground.

      Does it matter, how I drink you?

      You are the sunlight

      And I am a flower. I raise myself from the ground

      to reach your lips.

      When you turn to a mountain,

      I become a rock in your heart.

      Then you’re the ocean and I become a stream

      flowing towards you, always, flowing towards you. Flowing.

      You see beloved one,

      all I am doing is to get closer to you. Closer to you,

      closer to you, closer to you.

      There are times, most beautiful one

      when I get lost in my daily rounds,

      When interruption happens between you and I

      Like fish out of water,

      the body exhausts and disintegrates

      and I forget that I am breathing,

      I forget that I am singing in the heart.

      and I come home to find you.

      You surprise me: You’re always there for me.

      You rest your hands on my face

      and the body heals again! The mind heals again

      Then your lips bring drunkenness

      to my heart.

      Oh beloved one

      What are you doing to me?

      * * *

      Expansive Heart

      It is not light or

      beauty or any treasure that you need.

      You are already that.

      What you really need is

      the clarity to see them

      and an expansive heart

      to contain them.

      * * *

      Your Name

      I only whispered your name

      But the mountains echoed it back to my neighbors.

      The winds carried it all over the places

      The deserts drew it in their sands

      The oceans wrote it on their faces.

      And mystics engraved it in their hearts.

      Oh, the illumined one,

      I only whispered your name

      And yet birds’ musical band

      Sing you all day

      In my yard.

      * * *

      Whatever You Don’t Say

      Oh, beloved friend!

      Whatever you say to me is,

      like rain is to the crops.

      They are music to my ears.

      They are roses in the yards of love.

      They are delight to my body and my soul.

      But radiant one

      whatever you don’t say

      Enter my heart

      And dazzle me like flash of thunder,

      like beam of light.

      * * *

      Leaves in the Storm

      What the alchemist does

      To his metal

      You do to me, beloved one.

      The wind from the bellows of a blacksmith

      Loves to kiss the charcoal.

      What does the charcoal say

      To this love affair?

      Whoever is turning

      rocks into gems

      or dinosaurs into birds

      is also turning me around

      like leaves in the storm.

      * * *

      The Line

      Beauty surrounds me every day and

      I cannot see it.

      a rose spreads her fragrance

      and I cannot smell it.

    &
    nbsp; birds sing into my ears

      and I cannot hear the song

      trees hold hands and dance in unison

      and I cannot feel this sacredness

      Radiant one

      Do I need to tell you this?:

      The line connecting you and I

      has been temporarily broken.

      * * *

      Be Here

      When

      You choose to be here,

      inside this moment, right here,

      don’t expect a prize or certificate

      of excellence.

      Just be here.

      Because that is

      all there is. That is all

      you have.

      * * *

      Your Brilliant Servant

      Promise yourself

      one more thing before you go

      out the world today:—

      Let your mind be your brilliant servant

      not your commander-in-chief

      so that the world will be more fragrant,

      more friendly, more transparent and

      we can smile more often.

      * * *

      All Day

      All day

      We go our way

      searching for meaning

      in our existence.

      At night

      We go to sleep until

      The beloved wakes us up for a kiss

      again.

      There is a tender, intimate voice that is constantly

      inviting us to plunge deep into her

      Richness and feel the love

      That can nourish the world

      That is already

      thirsty, tired and troubled.

      * * *

      You Contain Everything

      Whatever you are thinking,

      whatever emotions you’re experiencing

      in this moment;

      I want you to remember that

      your fragrance, from the sky

      to the ground, from the coral reef

      to a mountain-top

      is all-encompassing,

      more powerful

      than your worries of the past

      or your fears of the uncertain.

      You contain everything,

      big and small,

      high and low.

      Yes,

      You’ve occupied life’s deepest mystery already.

      Now all you want to do is

      get up and spin to her

      Symphony.

      * * *

      Eventually

      Don’t rush

      towards the depth of a great mystery.

      you will find it extremely overwhelming or

      you will lose your curiosity

      too early.

      Whatever wants to be seen,

      touched and felt

      will reveal itself eventually.

      * * *

      The Portal

      You gaze at the night sky and notice he has no pockets at all

      He is too alive to store opinions and stories.

      You marvel at how vast and tranquil he is!

      On the ocean’s belly, tides frolic.

      They fall and rise and fall again. The ocean does not take it seriously.

      He knows they will eventually enter his heart and vanish.

      An immense green hill emerges on your walk

      It is scented with sunflowers and dandelions.

      Your lips part to say something but no words are spoken.

      Look around. Everywhere is music

      But my friend: Have you ever looked at yourself close enough?

      Have you ever looked into yourself? You’re the portal,

      The entry gate, the passage into the most beautiful thing

      You can ever imagine.

      * * *

      Traffic Jam

      Dear friend:

      I’ve learned so many words but

      none of them

      speak of your beauty

      anymore.

      But I can sat this:

      as soon your nearness is felt strongly

      as soon as your hands touch me;

      what seems to be a traffic jam from inside

      clears away and the cloud in my mind

      scatters.

      * * *

      Seed

      Look how passionately

      and secretly a fruit holds

      her seed deep inside her;

      That is how love holds you,

      beloved friend.

      * * *

      How Long

      how long does it take for the sun

      to touch the ground and blow her a kiss?

      How long does it take for a man to open

      his eyes and see with love?

      dear one.

      we’ve waited for you so long

      to stand naked and be yourself

      so that we can merge with you totally

      and turn together into an eternal flame.

      * * *

      New Year’s Resolution

      let this be your new year’s

      resolution:—

      to be more present,

      to listen more and talk less

      and know what you are—

      to move further and awaken the sun

      in your heart—

      and to love and love and love

      more tenderly and deeply.

      * * *

      Daily Race

      It is not the daily race

      To prove each other right or wrong

      Nor the stories making the news headlines

      That heal the deep wounds of human suffering.

      It is when all the puddles choose to surrender

      The last droplet of their identity

      to the cosmic sea.

      * * *

      When You See the Moon

      when you see the moon

      wandering in the night sky.

      Be kind, stop and ask her where she is going

      and what her plans are.

      She probably is looking for a room

      Inside you.

      * * *

      Temporary Enchantment

      Dear friend—

      why do you go to a faraway land

      chasing a temporary enchantment?

      In front of you,

      the source is dancing inside

      the speckle of dust.

      * * *

      The Heart Does Not Plan

      The heart

      Does not plan.

      She does not mark calendars.

      It does not make announcements

      in advance.

      It just blossoms spontaneously awakening

      the entire winter skies.

      * * *

      Love Moves In

      Love moves in and the snow thaws

      Frogs sing in the pond no matter how cold it feels.

      Break the horse’s reins. Calm the mind and listen.

      move beyond senses. Everything flows. Everywhere is light.

      And the beauty you see is your own heart’s awakening.

      * * *

      Your Miraculous Strength

      Your miraculous strength

      is this:—

      Your courage to recognize bliss

      as yourself;—

      Your willingness not to judge

      and your ability to dissolve

      into Love.

      * * *

      Beyond Belief

      The reason

      you a
    re beautiful and alive beyond belief

      is because this immaculate force of life

      keeps expanding and ripening and

      expressing itself through you.

      * * *

      Old Messages

      If you are feeling void and hollow,

      Don’t be scared.

      And don’t run to the store to fill the gap.

      the beautiful one

      Inside of you loves

      cleaning your old messages.

      * * *

      A Mountain across the Street

      You might not have noticed this;

      I am a mountain across the street

      from where you live.

      Days and nights I keep

      echoing your splendor back to you

      so that you know how beautiful you are.

      * * *

     


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