Last night you fell in love
Last night you fell in love,
This time for the last time.
Now you will fall forever,
Deeper and deeper into this
That is the Truth of you.
Love saw it happening,
Love was the doer of it,
Love did it to itself
For there is no you.
When you fell you dissolved
Into this pool of Love
That is Life. what is.
The structure of the me
Fell apart as the root was seen
To be nothing, unconditional Love.
The ripples were felt throughout
By Love, in Love
For there is only Love.
Only I manifesting as you,
The One appearing as two.
This is how and this is why
These words can be expressed.
What was felt was felt
Where there is no seperation.
They are being expressed by the One
Who welcomed itself home.
Now that Love’s illusion is seen
Though the me may appear again
From time to time
That one will be seen in Oneness
And one day will no longer arise.
There is nothing to do
For there is no one to do it.
Yesterday you prayed your last prayer.
Yesterday the one that you imagined
Yourself to be surrendered to hopelessness,
That prayer was its last sigh,
The breath of the separate one
Dissolving into the breath of the Divine,
The drop returning to the ocean.
Last night you fell in Love,
Now you will remain here forever.
There is nobody here, not even me
Always I am in your embrace my Love,
Just keep forgetting it.
Rowing my boat back and forth in your still waters,
trying to get somewhere
Finding my self drowning in the vastness of the moment
Lost in never knowing anything, What a great relief!
There is nobody here, not even me
Just your embrace
And I am you my Love,
or lets just say
THE IMPERSONAL LOVE AFFAIR
I said to Life:
I wish to express this Love,
with verses, that were never spoken before by others.
I wish to show my love to you like never before.
And Life answered:
My expressions are infinite,
and so, so are yours.
I am the Love you express,
and I am you expressing this Love.
There is no other, just You.
No other moment, just This.
All words are spoken for the first time.
Our kiss is always the first kiss.
Secret of Secrets
If you could get rid
of yourself just once,
The secret of secrets
Would open to you.
The face of the unknown,
Hidden beyond the universe
Would appear on the
Mirror of your perception.
laughing at the word two
Only That Illumined
Seducing the formless into form
Had the charm to win my
Only a Perfect One
Who is always Laughing at the word
Can make you know Of Love.
Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror
up to where you are bravely working.
Expecting the worst, you look, and instead,
here's the joyful face you've been wanting to see.
Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.
If it were always a fist or always stretched open,
you would be paralysed.
Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding,
the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated
How could you not
How could you not fall in love with an open heart?
It would be like looking at the face of God and show no interest.
And who are you anyway to close your heart from love?
You’re just a silly thought in Gods dream!
And the dreamer is well aware
how to attract her thoughts,
-With love of course.
I woke up as The Dreamer
and the dream woke as my reflection.
I burst in laughter for the relief of it!
I burst in tears for the love and divinity of it.
It broke the spell I believed to be under
the illusion that there was me, and you, separate and small.
And now I chose to be the peace I always was,
and the compassion that always was. And the dream is healed of all dis-ease,
as it always has been.
I am the observer and the creator of my lucid dream. And the world, the dream is my reflection.
the master dreamer dreams the world better than it was when it first appeared.
And where does the dream ever appear, if not in the Now.
And so, I just lay my eyes on it, and better it already Is.