“Through my love for you, I want to express my love for the whole cosmos, the whole of humanity, and all beings. By living with you, I want to learn to love everyone and all species. If I succeed in loving you, I will be able to love everyone and all species on Earth… This is the real message of love.”
? Thich Nhat Hanh, Teachings on Love
…we share the same teachers…visiting your blog reminded me of something i wrote i long time ago now….thanks you bringing it to my remembrance….~~~~^^8^^~~~~
spring trio
(from mira’s garden)
i
mira knows why
“I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.”
-Canticles 2.1
the flowers just blooming
looking at them her feet began to danse
unknowing she knows why
mira is already always in love
if you cannot see love
hiding within the coquettish flowers
unknowing i know why
you do not look as she through roguish eyes
the flowers just blooming
looking at them if your feet do not danse
here is my elixir
if you do not yet love as mira loves
then you need to read more of my poems
ii
pentecost* in mira’s garden
“….as of a rushing mighty wind…”
-Acts 2.2
in mira’s garden i am listening today
to whimsy flowers whispering
hush, pentecost is in the wind
and i hear mary
saying
as long as jesus was in the world
as my child he was the light
of the world
in mira’s garden i am watching today
all the lush flowers blushing
rush pentecost into the wind
and i hear mary
saying
as long as you are in the world
as my child you are the bridge
of compassion
in mira’s garden
i am praying today
a blue rose blossoms in my soul
hush, pentecost is in the wind
in mira’s garden
the blue rose whispers
as you already are beloved
i always am
pentecost
rushing gentler love through the mighty wind
iii
such secret suchness**
“Too late, O Ancient Beauty, have I loved thee…”
-St. Augustine
my love asked my love for a song of love today
just this one taste my longing lately grasps
that no more leads the path from me to you
all secret doors at last are thrown open
where starlight melts silence into music
it is not possible your face to fade
darker love wrinkling cracks not gently held
brighter longing seeking not discovers
rose and thistle do not equally sing
yet sing as i of love never the same
an empty mirror floats on a pure pond
wherein unbroken dreams the moon reflects
the golden sun piercing her silver heart
midnight tears transform ever dawning bliss
birds declare such love as ever the same
clouds weeping raindrops dissolve into light
brightest longing seeking not discovers
darkest love in pieces falls held too tight
it is not possible such beauty fade
my love whispered my love such a love song today
while starlight falls silence becomes music
all secret doors at last love throws open
all golden paths melt into emptiness
just this one taste my longing lately grasps
there is already always enough suchness
my love whispered to my love such secrets today
of beauty already ancient always new
such secret suchness within all i am all you
mark emmanuel christopher valentine
(may 29, 2005 dafreewhitewolfe.wordpress.com)
* 1. Pentecost: (Judaism) Jewish holy day celebrated on the sixth of Sivan to celebrate Moses receiving the Ten Commandments; 2. (Christian) Seventh Sunday after Easter; commemorates the emanation of the Holy Spirit to the apostles
*** ten (beats is a mystical number of beats per line – two fives, as such expressive of nonduality and completeness as in ten white beads: eleven (two ones side by side) beats per line is a prime number of mystical oneness as in transcendence of emptiness (such suchness or the emptiness of emptiness) as in beyond the interior castle (seven being ‘the perfect number’.
great quote 😉
The whole world should be reading this.