2008 and 9 Re-Discoveries
Friend’s Visit
Can’t tell
If it was my place
Or her place,
If he came over
Or we sat down
In a road intersection
Smoking ideas as inspiration
Drinking the night’s smell
And playing crazy.
If he ‘protected’ me
Or I laughed at his fear
Of invented ‘evil’ enemies.
If she wrapped me
Up in her arms
Or I held her
through the
laughing-crying
Painful things.
If they laughed at me
or I smiled at them,
knowingly
If I cried his tears
That couldn’t come
Or he rocked my pain
With understanding.
Because it was all of this
And more
And all
Possibilities
To imagine.
Better if you have a life
And live it though.
Cause…
What a beauty!
What a beauty,
To loose myself
And find again
A different version
Always upgraded
Till I can’t tell the difference
Between where I start
And where on earth
You think you begin.
That is friend-ship
Maybe
Love seasoned
Always.
Not sure,
But looking
Still
Roaming around
Under stars
Befriending
The strangest things
If only,
Only
Some clues
Can seep in.
*
Do you have any idea
How special our meeting
For real
That was God right there
Here’s my clue to
Look for meaning beyond letters
Wish I could say
I don’t need more of it
But my search for Love
I guess is so hungry
I cannot see the ending
So this is about you
And beyond you
That’s how Love and God
Pair together too.
*
You don’t need an intro
To mysticism officially
It’s all about unity with God
And you live it.
When I looked at you
I saw Him, The Friend
I do not have time to be with
And true seeing means
Changing instantly.
Hope that can work
For turning all our
Invented Evil
Into disappearing
This is my voice
searching for meaning
and knowing it
just coming in disguise
in the form of you
and playful poetry.
*
I feed on Love these days
That’s what gives me energy
The source of meaning,
I think I have found it
Now I’m grappling with the fact
That I’m still here in this body when
Gone is all I can think of
Wanting deeply
When you open that meaning door
Its implications are never-ending
And overwhelming
Wish I could say I know
How to handle that joy
And this pain
All I can do is this scribbling
Forcing meaning gently
To come out clearly.
*
When I have no fear
Then it’s simple
I do not create its reality
She is my sister I told you
When I love her and
hold her gently
she loves me.
*
Wo=Man
Essential identities
Clues to keep understanding
What for were we
Given these bodies.
I want bigger
Portions in spirit
And I mean it
Your love is a good entry point
But how persistent
Do we have to be?
To get things clearly
Finally
Me, I know some answers
And I want to live it
This presence to Truth
When embodied in you too.
*
I am not here because of ‘have to’
I am here because I want
And I love what I’m doing
This presence to Love
In our encounter
Reveals me to the me
Hungry for meaning
Brings me home
In the arms of understanding
Whatever playful form
That takes today.
Nothing in flesh
Can compare to that spirit
But help point to it
Its memory is so strong
And so sweet
We always search for it
Like when I’m in love, literally
And can’t get one out
Of the memory of my body.
*
Pointless to attach myself
to you or her passing this way
You are all one showing me that
Grace is such a gift
Presence to your reality is key.
Here’s your free entry ticket
To heaven
In the here and the now
In our middle.
*
You got it
The friend’s voice
- Good metaphor for God, Hafiz
Got this one clearly straight -
Is always here
In the middle of the night
As anytime.
A voice and a presence
For which we need
Endless
Gently
Reminders.
*
Don’t need to give you
any of my past
presence to present
is all that is needed
this is creation that is neverending
and which does not, thankfully,
let me sleep.
*
Magic of meeting
Happening
Do you see it
The miracle
Displaying?
*
Work is my place to see beauty
I prepare for it
Then I see it
What a joy of connection
And of knowing.
When I don’t have friends there
I make them,
Like playing with clay.
Welcome to creation time,
Every single day.
Why keep on separating
Same Aspects of Ourselves
And insisting on division lines
Identity Barricades.
*
Time is here and now
Always
Maybe we don’t have to
wait for the “right” time
If we extend hunting for horizon
And discover it moving on
When I know I love being
In the ship of
relation-ship
with you
Now,
call it friend-ship
call it whatever
secret you wish
That is the freedom
from hiding I seek
Like in our games from childhood
When I came running out
and said “Tic-tac” Ina
I touched you
Before you touched me
*
I have fell and hurt myself
again and again
picked up by you too
and then fallen again
and I’ve learned my lesson
now we can begin
a relationship that
will never be the same
Because it will be
constant creation
of truth sharing
from our hearts joining reason
by hand
where love in the open
is possible
no hiding of souls nor bodies
necessary,
a relationship where we are
one another’s soul guides
I remember you,
you remind of me
together we can laugh so hard
as to wake of from this amnesia
of who we are.
*
Everything has double sense
At least
That’s why we can talk
In metaphors
And also mean it.
No contradictions of levels
But unity.
My Flesh is trying to understand
The Spirit knows but without Her
He is not complete.
*
Ina, stop it
Wanting everybody
Coming your way like this.
What crazy Goddess
Woke up in you
This is not it!
What if it is?
And all tricks I develop
Are to get you
Closer to me.
Welcome to the
Foreign land
Of * * * * * * *
7 by 7
Mis -
Understand
- Ings
All in the middle
Of the Happening.
We should talk
Over,
Moreover,
All over,
‘Good’ strategies.
of hanging in here.
*
Been fishing again
some leaves
in the water today,
Swimming around
Pretending they’re fish
Under cover,
Just like me.
I recognized them,
I tell you.
And they said:
Stop playing around
Unless you admit
You are playing
This amnesiac game
Where we see not us
In the other.
And play mute.
Suit yourself, they said
We recognize you, too.
*
La re-sentimentaire en moi
Digerant toujours les forts sentiments
Se rends compte que l’idee impossible
N’est pas d’oublier et pardonner
Mais de se rappeller et changer.
Ca va pour nous aussi, ma Cherie.
Et pour tous les autres qui
Digerent continuellement la haine
Au lieu de le laisser et danser.
*
I knew we would not meet
Without having planned it
The knowing nor the meeting
Working away to understanding
Your presence in the memory
Of my body and beyond it.
*
How does it feel?
That I may be never seeing you again
Painful, like the pain of separation
Nothing I can do but hold it
And continue to look for unity.
*
This Fri- Day
I have said good bye to you
Painful – like any separation
But deeply thankful
For your presence
Miraculous.
*
InA
In
a
Boat
And
Sinking
When
everyone
Else
At times
Seems
To
conveniently
avoid
responsibility
and
bail
themselves
out
of
commonly
created
relationship
well,
there’s a lizard
in my house
that laughs
at this tentative
she becomes one
with the wall to climb
through her million
fine endings.
Just imagine:
The relationship
As the only thing
That actually exists.
What if?
*
Love as usual
Even from an eon
Of distance
In time and space,
We’re connected
Always.
