stillness

stillness remains

undisturbed

forever

stillness

can watch

catastrophic

cataclysmic

thoughts

imaginings

it sees them as they are--

just a concept

just a thing

a toy

a mind playing--

but never seriously

believing Its very Being

the Watcher

could ever lose His Peace

over it

could become

this idea

preposterous:

an idea

of the mind

could actually change

its creator--

become cause

of Its Cause

transparency

of water

of mind

is its

nature

a thought

a rock

a float toy

does nothing

to affect the nature of water

so angry thoughts

guilt

hurt

pain

have no reality/no existence

in the Nature of God

Love

Being

we see the toys

we toss around

we toss into our concept of God/Reality

we look at

instead of the clarity of truth

and we but remember

we are playing

its preposterous to think for a moment

anything we could ever do/think

could actually change

the nature of clarity

what we are

as

Clarity

created us

God is Network

i let the Network be

the Web

all parts connected to all parts

everything available to everything

( it is impossible "i"/any one point is ever more or less connected

than any other)

nor a "king"

a ruler

more important

more valuable

more influential

than any other point

democracy

justice

equality for all

every particle of light

every wave

every electron

every impulse

just signals

communication

flashing out

no difference

in what is behind it all

the pulse

of life

breathe

laugh

see now

look intentionally

God is in everything I see

it is truly impossible anything is separate from the whole

for even one instant

Love roars within us all

equally

with dominion

over any other image we conjured up....

full moon or crescent

only one is true

Love

is where all decisions

have already been made

all alternatives to Love

appearances

illusions

have been laid aside

delusions of

wanting separation

apparitions

of benefits

dangling before your eyes

tantalizing

mesmerizing

hyp no tized

potions

"importance"

here

all ways

all Hallow's eve

on the eve

on the brink

...of getting

more...

that one magic thing

the spell

to complete you

the brew that heals

the ancient wound

Come Home, Son,

it is already done

behold now the Living Christ:

you are Love

far beyond bones,

flesh, skeletons

Spirit is

undeniable

no black bat

can ever hide the moon,

forever full

though but a crescent

in sight

we know a circle

is forever round,

and laugh

at the child

who belives

but the slice...

whispered

tenderness does not evolve

tenderness came with me

remains

as me

shining as a star

tenderness created me

tender

perhaps creation was whispered

into existence

whispered into God's Holy Ear

and tears of joy, us,

rolled down Her Face

sparkling

clear

innocent

not a bang at all

not explosion

but opening heart

a wave of peace

like a smile

that shines from your face

and warms my heart

without any effort

at all

total gentleness

heals

simply

by being

what it is

a better mother

who would i be

without the thought

i should have been a better mother?

i'd have compassion for your pain,

for believing your thoughts,

your sleep,

your innocence

i'd see that's not who you truly are,

that it's not personal;

it's just a concept

being acted out

in stillness

i'd say

it is not so

peace

stillness

relaxed

breathe

see the joke underneath it all,

the impish grin

you're right...

how silly to be upset over this...

neither of us really want this

let's go play

outside in the sun

that's what we both want--

just to be happy

take my hand,

friends again

at last

Family

One Father

Love

the scolder

calling for love

scolding myself

not good enough

not good enough

not good enough

i tried to get rid of it on you

if only you would change

i would be happy/healed

mistake:

instead i said over and over and over to you

not good enough

not good enough

not good enough...

a thorn in my side,

sin...

i would give her a hug

oh dear precious one

lay down your sharp knives

slicing yourself to bits

for something that is not true

your worth is God's

your spirit undefiled

pristine

forever unharmable

unalterable

the radiant pearl

Love

Comfort

Home

Safety

Nurture

Security

Cradle

Rest

dear One

lay down the blade

your dream is madness

lay down

lay down

lay down

into my arms

let your tears fall

into my arms

let the ache fall

into my arms

let your weariness tell its story

hot air dispelled at last

oh dear One

it is not so

the blindness is cold now

just rest awhile

let the blabbering

the blubbering

subside

let the throbs

the tales

the heavy heavy chains

lay now on the ground

open your Eyes

see Me

oh dear One

see only Me now

i see You dear One

the tenderness

is undeniable

rest

dear One

You

are

Whole

silly

Jesus,

how can i see this dead body differently?

just because you look away

across the street

how silly is it to interpret this

as meaning

that i am not right here with you

still standing right beside you

always

unmoveable

though you look

everywhere else

but

straight at me

i am in you

seek not outside you

for you will not find me there

gullible

gullible

i let Love be

let arrows come

and hit

softness

and fall

limply

to the ground

gullible

open to all mouths

thoughts

ways

as harmless

as joyful

as possible

as helpful

the fool

not knowing anything at all

i open

to see

what is

without understanding

without background

without study

without a future

without reason

and profit

and kickback

and ego boosting

morale

without image monitoring

am i free

light

as a feather

manueverable

ever toward

happiness

though all sense

would teach it is folly

this heavy scroll

is tossed to the wind

ancient commandments

sink slowly

to the bottom of the sea

the ink

dissolving

transparently clouding the water briefly

before clarity returns again

and all evidence

of past prison bars

is vacant

where once the heavy iron

strangled

my lightheartedness

gull ible

free

to fly

home

to myself

and you

and

joy

innocence

prances

again

in mind

and on earth...