Such big Love

“so ! Let’s play a game!”
I say to the rain
“stop stop Stop …Now!
while I bike bike Bike …Now!”
but Clouds can stay
because
I know they won’t go away
today

“stop stop Stop …Now!
while I bike bike Bike …Now!”

This path
towards the temple of the Heart
is …mantra

and as I reach reach almost reach

Turbulence
replaces itself with a sudden storm and fills my unmanned stage
making the lightest the hardest , gloomiest the dazzling brightest , shortest the longest …

Only then I realize the rain has long stopped

slowed down dramatically
however lucidly
I cross a graveyard maybe all that is
just to remember those that have passed from this realm of the sensuous polarity .

a remembrance that spontaneously displays all that as Liquid and-

They are a prayer
now

Crows appear
out of nowhere
like guardians as if

“May my posture carry the lightness of a delight of a seashell found coherently –

-as a mirror of one’s energy –

the carrier of a phosphorus illumination appearing in gradation as if –
Along the wholeness of its texture –
a texture made of the sky –
sky same as the sea

May we all be found by it …

so we can cross thought less

Thoughtless is the endless power of spontaneous will
from whose calm fierce waves rise
to deliver their energy

to the legs 🙂 – (so I bike on)

and breathless I take refuge in the junction of the shape of the uproar
and quickly join to the wind
to watch this mischievous game

Enlivened with a lightness of a smile
I whisper
softly and in full diplomacy:

“What is hardship my friend
having gone so far
in this play of ‘otherness …
What is vulnerability my friend
having gone so far
in this play of otherness …
What is desire my friend
having gone so far
in this play of otherness …”

Imagine saying that All at once in one breath to the wind! (not like written here in a row of linearity )

While dissolving this notorious otherness!!! in the beauty of omnifarious

The wind hush in the answer of what is …

Concession of
the unspeakable as two
which is one and one
for parts are equivalent Divine

Victorious is today in its congealment as a day
with its ever changing remould ings of the artistry of this pauseless union

Today is our celebration
made of the meditation
of ‘Such Big Love!’ .

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Notes: it was stormy 3,4 March and I had this crazy inspiration while biking to bike on against that wind … even though I thought I could hardly climb the stairs a few hours ago. Such fun such delight of amazing light at the beach and I could see the eloquence of the Sufi temple towards the beach . The video shows how stormy it was !

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Prasadam

Your face
Same as the glitter on the river
Talking wordless peace
Adorning the mind

Your hair
charcoal black
Reflects
magical blue
Aura of the heights
wherein you reside
and is the color of the victory in my heart

Your skin
lucid black
Sound of the illuminating hues of the depths of the cosmos
Encapsulated by our intertwining bodies
Painting
the multiverse

I am eternally with you
and precisely for that reason
the shine of star gates sprinkle along the red green nuances of universes within

We stood here watching
or we stand
An appearance, transparent
you said or you say

and show me how to touch through that which is made of the light of our love
like a halo
Transparent

and not other than the nature and fair beauty of the color of an autumn leaf
over which we cross myths

In all things is you
You!

and I am bursting with joy
of this You inside of my chest
Like an intact droplet
of purifying forms
I am in fluid dreams
of rainbows
rooted upside down

Embraced by you

Expanding
expanding
As one
the
healing waves
of truth
or of love
always in creative action
You appear in all beings and things in all forms and shapes

You are a secret that I can obviously not hide
Making everywhere else the myth
of which I am in
Only
Knowingly!

Always
Knowingly!

How otherwise?
Could I
Look!
Look At
All that

As I
Look at you
Now

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Notes:…physicality functions as a medium while all becomes contemplation. Therefore fruits of these moments should always be offered. May they be pieces that deliver joy, delight, inspiration.
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