steadfast: Cornwalling

steadfast

beauty

inspiration
is never
fleeting

the burner
effervescent
without a lid
literally bubbles up
zero
effort

just invite
wait
listen

Cornwall Jackson
is in there,
surprised me this morning
with his navy uniform
brass buttons
a bit of red

lives in me,
arose for a visit

i met him with surprise
curiosity
willingness to
let him
step right out on to this paper
in full uniform
partially formed

no explanation
no relationship
just willingness
to follow
let the One
come forth,
be the GI,
that's my position,
my rank

you do not know what its for
you cannot see the big pattern
and there is One who does,
play your part

let the flow be unimpeded,
you cannot judge,

if it arrives
it's for you

thank you,
Andrew Jackson,
or was it Cornwall?

now that's a name
i've never fully
enjoyed before

all this life
 spent nitpicking
and i could have been in love
and frolicing
with "cornwall"

let me fully
bask
in what is...
every tiniest detail
is for
your joy

inspiration
is never
fleeting...

steadfast

beauty

not even a trillion cookies...

"i'd be happier if..."

recorded message,
groove in the rock,
rut,
tendency
to repeat,
one word begets the next.....

without some kind of
grace,
the fanbelt
just continues to circle,
to cycle
the same old mistake

thank God!
for grace
for Truth

for Master full Intervention

a seeing
eye dog
to help the blind
navigate
speeding traffic

drivers on automatic
just passing through
doing their job
like they have for millenia

now
it finally sits still on the paper,
invited to the table
for an interview...

so
is it true
that you really want this other person
to do, be, think a certain way?
and that will make you happy
and free and safe inside?

that
will bring
awareness
of the unconditional love
you are?

someone else
can really give you
your eternal  inner joy?

now
in stillness,
face to face,
the answer is obvious
and the ancient belief is seen
for the silliness and futility
it is

there is no enemy to fight,
no thing, no thought, nor person to fear,

there's only a meeting place
of you and You,
the ease and grace
of Truth

Re Union
Marriage
Holy Matrimony

divorce, a joke,
everything you ever thought
or ever will think
or experience
cannot be
outside of You

One Mind

Hello, Children

No child
left behind...

no child without her mom, ever

the ancient path,
a comedy
to the sane mind

no matter how many times
nor how loudly
 you scream,
i want a cookie!

it doesn't make it so

you are not a body,
and a cookie will never satisfy...
not even a trillion cookies
will make a dent...

underbelly

from the underbelly
the truth is seen

salvation from our hardness

see your brother's infant softness
see he is no more than a babe, literally

no idea
he is yoked to a mule

he has not been to school yet,
not yet seen
the underbelly so dear and vulnerable

from his view
only clanking shells,
tortoises and autos,
a race to be had

no idea at all
that his heart
is here now
before the race was ever conceived
and nothing the race can ever give him

see your brother's infant softness
and there is
nothing
that can  keep you
 a part

barefoot

there actually is
a book inside of me--
all books in fact,
yet only
a strip of words
at a time
roll by,

a run through,

a checking it out...

it says  now, "it's judgement
that makes you tired"

you have to hold up this story
that what is
or what was
should have been different,

an impossible task

takes enormous energy

to believe 
what isn't

to keep shoving your too big foot into
Cinderella's slipper

gets bloody!
and bloody
and bloodier

surgery--
your heart deleted
from your life
hurts!

whatever it is

whatever
is

should not

can not

be different
than it is

when it is.

reality is sanity

fantasy
denies
you
the ever present
having   being
Heaven

nothing to do
takes no effort from you

exhaustion
is love's guide:

re move your self
from
arm wrestling
life
to the ground

remember
when you were a kid
and you liked surprises?

sunRisings

a flower in the snow

stars bursting

popsicles melting

a rainstorm with sunshine

puppies' tongues licking tears

falling down flights of stairs

merry go round up and down and crashing waves
water up nose moved through time and space it seemed

and the book
goes on...

with judgment
or without

without my brakes,
there is a ride

to be had...

maybe even thrilled!

ex posed

everybody has boxes
they've built themselves
out of

3 big
too little
5 medium
a red
a black
rectangular
square
flat
extra heavy reinforcement
for that one

no way you're ever gonna change
that
dear armored tank

think tank

bravado
glory

for the proud
the arrogance

to seal the shame
under
layers
of
concrete

basement
box
cornered


will you please
touch
me

there?

my car drives sideways

my car drives sideways
down the road
that's just the way it is

can't quite seem
to look straight ahead
there's always something
just a little off to the side

and i never quite know
if I'm gonna have to run for it

so my car
just drives sideways

if you want a car pointed
directly ahead

i'm not the one
my headlights
see rabbits darting
from bush to bush

rattlesnakes shaking it
tiny beetles standing on their head

i'm just not an arm in arm
type o guy

i need one hand on the wheel
and one ready to catch the ball
that comes whistling through my mind
faster than the speed of light

who can really
expect a monkey
to keep his tux spotless?

there are a lot of bananas
at the top of those trees!

my car drives sideways
down the road
that's just the way it is...