Endlessly, I am called into this sweet addiction to experience…
Teasing out the strands of marriage and usury –
true engagement untangled from insecure attachment.
I have exchanged with you the most sacred of contracts.
Our mirrors are well met.
Holograms harmonizing and expanding through the sweet friction of difference.
You are me.
I am you.
What is our honest alignment?
What is the form that can match our souls’ gifts for each other and for the world?
If I stop pretending that I have answers,
A great window opens,
A great river finds itself flowing through us and me and we
A gentle symphony begins its first notes.
(I think of the first time I tasted Rhapsody in Blue played by Benny Goodman…
Like god on a good good day in the sun.)
There is no linearity to this poem.
Because, there is no where to go.
No WHERE to get to.
Only more here, more essence, more love, once more.
All the pains we have caused are forgiven
Our contracts are a sea of choice.
I choose this one.
This body as the chariot for
A vast and uncontainable loving.
Shall we dance together?
October 2, 2010