Thursday, May 28, 2020

Walk of life

Walk of life                                                                                                  

Do we not all go by God’s grace
whatever walk of life we tread?

Grace to counter the dominance of Mind,
Maya’s deception, the dishonesty

of an ego without compunction. 
These malefic three creating the illusion

within each ordinary human being
of superiority, distinction, enislement

and the resulting blame and disavowal of others.
Jesus, Baba, Saint Francis each embraced lepers

in our shared humanity but also as a symbol
of the disfigurement and adulteration

each of us suffer, must uncover
and accept in ourselves and others.

We’ve been tricked out of our humility
and prohibited from our righteous service

as the slaves of God we could be, the slaves
to Mercy and Grace and eternal Oneness.

O child of God, the difficult-to-grasp truth is
that we all receive the same beneficent grace of God.





A bodhisattva effect

A bodhisattva effect                                                                                     

It’s selfish to desire liberation (however phrased):
union, bliss, realization; to be free from affliction

when it means abandoning in our attainment
our loved ones (as well as the whole of humanity).

Yet, how might an imperfect,
in-the-flesh sufferer offer any assistance

toward liberating others while hopelessly
entangled in the same snare?

The object of liberation is not our human selves,
but the Godly Self within each of us –

the cleaving of the bonds, the clearing of the veils
that bind the true Self to Illusion;

that prevent Truth from knowing Itself as True.
Surely if we are One, with every individual liberation

there is a bodhisattva effect of some sort
beyond the incarnated self, a universal

further shifting of the tides, one day to sweep
every entrapped soul out to sea; to dissolve

(for however long forever is)
the illusory separation of God from God.

O child of God, use imagination and rationalization
to keep you focused on the eventual Reunion.

Eternal Wanderer

Eternal Wanderer

O Lord, the life You have given!
Deeper and richer than I could have ever imagined.

People judge this dull exterior.
They don’t know my secret life:

the narrow mountain paths
we walk together, my Beloved and I.

They’ve never seen the heart’s sky open,
moon and constellations shining above that sea.

His luminous Presence ebbs and rises,
its dark waters rolling through my chest.

Love seeks a traveling companion.
Must be willing to gamble.

O child of God, throw in with that Eternal Wanderer.
Embark together on the mystical journey to Self.

                                      (from The Garden of Surrender, 2004)

Sunday, May 24, 2020

A tinge of truth

A tinge of truth                                                                                           

I’ve called it as I’ve seen it and though it seems
I’ve acquired a bit of knowledge along the way,

there’s no need to amend my previous assertions
because everything on the path is true

at one point or another and it does not become
false later, merely belayed or transcended. 

Meanwhile, the truth of my Self
(the seed from whence this poetry arises)

is inviolable, untouchable and eternal. 
These poems concern illusion,

only hinting at the Truth beyond.
All I know of God is a hint, a beauty,   

a faint, brief suggestion of That  
which is unknowable and indescribable.

O child of God, words fail you again
yet there’s a tinge of truth in every poem your write.