Monday, August 23, 2010

love




Looking at my life
I see that only love
Has been my soul’s companion
From deep inside
My soul cries out:
Do not wait, surrender
For the sake of Love.


Thursday, July 15, 2010

gamble everything for love


Gamble everything for love.

If you are a true human being.

If not, leave this gathering.

Half-heartedness doesn't reach into majesty.

You set out to find God, but then you keep

stopping for long periods at mean-spirited roadhouses.

Don't wait any longer.

Dive in the ocean, leave and let the

sea be you.

Silent, absent, walking an empty road.. all praise.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Let Me be Mad


O incomparable Giver of life, cut reason loose at last!

Let it wander grey-eyed from vanity to vanity.

Shatter open my skull, pour in it the wine of madness!

Let me be mad, as You; mad with You, with us.

Beyond the sanity of fools is a burning desert

Where Your sun is whirling in every atom:

Beloved, drag me there, let me roast in Perfection!


Thursday, June 3, 2010

no fear




I have no fear of myths , nor satan

Not of blasphemy , or judgment

I have no fear of hell or despair

Destructions today or tomorrow

Nor I am afraid of drinking from a jar of wine

I know you better than you think you know god

and I know god better than I know you !

God is removed from everything

He doesn't even want to be a god !

A tool for your purpose ,

he doesn't want to be

A mirror of your horror

he doesn't wish to be so!

I fear him not ..

nor fear my own thoughts

The only fear I have in this world

is causing trouble to a single soul

I am not at war with anyone.

Nor anyone at war with me

Now , you tell me moses ,

who is more disturbed minded , you or I ?

I have no fear of myths , nor satan

Not of blasphemy , or judgment

I have no fear of hell or despair

Destructions today or tomorrow

Or drinking from a jar of wine


I know you better than you think you know god

and I know god better than I know you


Sunday, May 30, 2010

where everything is music.


Don’t worry about saving these songs!
And if one of our instruments breaks,
it doesn’t matter.

We have fallen into the place
where everything is music.

The strumming and the flute notes
rise into the atmosphere,
and even if the whole world’s harp
should burn up, there will still be
hidden instruments playing.

So the candle flickers and goes out.
We have a piece of flint, and a spark.

This singing-art is sea foam.
The graceful movements come from a pearl
somewhere on the ocean floor.

Poems reach up like the edge of driftwood
along the beach, wanting and wanting!

They derive
from a slow and powerful root
that we can’t see.

Stop the words now.
Open the window in the center of your chest,
and let the spirits fly in and out.

Friday, May 28, 2010

garden of love


The garden of
Love
is green without
limit
and yields many
fruits
other than sorrow
and joy.
Love is beyond either
condition:
without spring,
without autumn,
it is always fresh.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

intention




All day I think about it,

then at night I say it.

Where did I come from,

and what am I supposed to be doing?

I have no idea.

My soul is from elsewhere,

I'm sure of that,

and I intend to end up there