The Moonlit Maze

O the sun
break the line of words
that search
to rhyme by words

which pulls you down
far away from me
but
listen just
to this unstruck
sound

our melody
coming from the heart

O bliss

along the path of divine

Like the gaze
one-pointed
which makes one forget
and connect
flawless

to our equipoise

I want to exchange your face
says the moon

and
Sink into your heart
while the remains
of dashes made by skyants
fade
and disappear

while the pale passage of pastels
of blue and reds
flood to sink

the colored deeper
and shrill … almost
burning a cover as if
to the color
of ashes of the mind
before the pitch-black

before the silent conversion
of tones
to dreams

seen at nights
by the inhabitants
of planes
where suns set

and
as objects and things
loose their assigned meanings
before the appearance of that starlight
the one that shines
like your reflection on this world

to illuminate this gift of ours

Then shall I rise again
in hearts
of all
as one

a shine of a pearl
your love manifests
objectless

expands
a heart
made of our breath

to lead the path of
what used to be a maze

clear are the lines
through the Crystalline
of your knowing

Come she says
be my gleam
so you can smile
to the meditating ones
that welcome our phase
in many ways

You and I
Breath to breath
We gave life to each other
You and I
Breath to breath
Born from each other

.
moonlit, the maze
reshapes
by our breath
a crystal

seed of a heart
expands
objectless

along the hearts
of all meditating ones

O joy of awareness !
O sound of bliss !
O path of knowing!

rises

beyond hearing
to welcome the phase
of our repose
in various ways

As sound fades
and becomes unmoved
objects loose their assigned meanings

We appear then as one
and
wed all cities
of dreamers
to a dreamless dream
of joy

We
gave breath to each other
We
born from each other.

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drawing with pencil on paper by Alin
meditative drawing

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The Wish of the Bride (Duchamp’s)

The story starts with an end

The true shape of the circle
made of his final word
concludes it – and
The knowing
completed my task today with an inner smile
immortalizing
the image of You and I –

A secret now
in the heart of You and I.

He worded that one sentence
– the Key
as a poetic response to our secret conversation from other worlds
and made it hearable here
to me
through a lover’s mouth

before the farewell of the
time-bound

where we embraced
our bodies fully by togetherness in this short but essential period
for the teaching
to be received and delivered

which also prescribed its test afterwards during which he disappeared and I know he wouldn’t have appeared if I have failed the test :
by not understanding the test being a test

because here once you know you shall never fail knowingly.

There is not any wasted time in action (and “no action” is also action )

when you know only the experience is what counts
when you know all experience is for one divine purpose
and act accordingly
there is nothing much to be done in reality

Whatever happens and does not happen
is the same when once painted by thoughts and words governing the senses.
You should be attentive to that – not to be attached and diverted from your divine path -or the truth of the self.

All is known already
once you choose to be the knower
which is a choiceless choice.

The purpose you came here for …
Actualize that purpose
by action and knowledge
functioning together
for this great love

You can’t now loose it for one moment anymore and let yourself be carried away by another wave.
Waves are there and will be
that’s the nature of the manifestation in your perception.

so cherish that as the gift of the experient then you have become it:
all at once
the wave , the experient, the tide
as the one
as the only one
The enjoyer of all
As should be!

Nothing as outside of you
apart from you
but within you

this whole universe.

I have met him after such a heat wave at the door of a cafe across the palace designed to be a crown on his head.

I had a glass of water for the great view and he said I am also going to the temple for flowers
Can I please walk with you
so we walked together first to
where I have already been
For Flowers

then again to
where I have already been-
for … viewing peace side by side

This was an old haveli
the secret one – in the middle of the churning city-
wherein I wanted to be just
to just be
for its silence

and he preyed
He knew how to prey
as if

I smiled to a devotion pulpating the eyes by the gulping of words and looked at him
His youth or an act or …

Looked to see whence the body while such a face . Was it for me?
or for the God or for himself?
Later I understood these 3 were the same
so a yes to all!

and there was more to it
He only knew the God that he preyed to
was himself only when I didn’t know that he knew
so we were connected by such a strange link As an instrument
so that things greater than our bodies and minds could function as they should

although I could conceptualize all these through my underestimated devotion

I experienced this truely only after finding out I too was standing there beside him as an unseperable part
Same as him.

so we have met to solve a mutual issue
as if

Issue I
call it
Maybe you know teachings that give it an appropriate name?
But what is a word?

On my 3rd day before we made our story true and drove through
the night to dance our dance – (He was a dancer)
we met at the stairway of the temple which we both have seen only from the moon.

A dog which I thought I almost knew was leading us
to your abode of light and knowledge

There he prayed again
For me For himself and for the God

Without any second thoughts I followed him at my best

He knew
he knew
who this inner teacher is

I bowed to his thanks
with a thanks

The gesture was a formula
Not for the sake of our perishable shells –
but by means of…

I bowed
for allowing me to tell the teaching
to him
A teaching that became the stairs of the temple and made us climb while at times he stopped to kiss me
I did not really appreciate
on the path of meditation
but then again
It came in small doses like a big joy after pain to my doubting mind.

He was silenced after the visit
walking down hand in hand.
In full confidence
having no expectation
unfolding naturally
what converted to a prayer.

We have set the sun together that day
Because of his wish

heard by the Sun

Do make it true for him if his wish is true
I also preyed for him
A true wish is what should be experienced for the glory of you two
O the Moon and the Sun
without words by two of us
We shall perform it for you.

O venerable teacher
do make such wish of love true only if it is for the glory of you
Because You are for all

And with the manifestation of the shape of my desire in a tale of golden deserts and blue flowers I dived towards the night
in full speed with him.

Only then I received the key:
It could come true if I would turn to
the light of the wind of the night with him
because he wanted this to happen so much so that A flame hidden in the heart could be lit by us

We became the wind that made shapes from this light in a multiverse hiding the true total shape of a crown (hiding from those eyes who cannot see the obvious because of identification with unfulfilled desires nursing themselves by temporary enjoyments through screens)

And Everything happened as it should be.