Love See’s Change
My heart feels to tap into love. After all is said and done, I always see this as reality. It is the answer to all our dilemmas and confusion. I’ve just finished the poem now. What is fun when writing a poem is that it takes on a life of its own. I had no idea it was going to go to Egypt. Interestingly enough I felt to go to a museum to look at the mystery of the Egyptian afterlife. I didn’t feel it really grasped the spirituality of these people. That was my intuition. Then I played on the internet and I found myself unconsciously discovering information about Egypt. So again, it comes to me again. I am curious about the significance of this civilisation, yet my inner feeling tells me that love was the answer for them as well. We are quick to celebrate great wars and those who tout power, but we never seem to see change through love. It is the unwritten story, yet I suppose the greatest power is unseen. Perhaps that is as it should be. Love is indeed formless.
Always I send this world love. Our world will become unrecognisable when this is mantra.
I hope you enjoy.
LOVE SEE’S-CHANGE
Why do we seek to live in dreams?
Why do we turn our life into a movie?
Unsure of what is real,
Fantasy or non- fiction?
Love becomes the addiction,
That stokes pleasure and pain,
For that is how we gain,
Attention.
Yet from this tension,
Dreamers awaken,
From slumber to elation,
When we see the dream was never real,
That the sacred seal was to love thyself and be true,
It was never to be found in another’s arms,
But in alms that take us closer to a higher frequency,
A higher octave,
Where the song of love is an endless story,
For love is the alpha and the omega,
The beginning and the ending,
As our lifecycle is an endless spiral,
Opening portals of new insight,
Into infinite possibility.
I’ve lived my life,
From first principles,
I’ve given up on chasing fantasy,
As I sought the fact and found fiction,
Allowed vulnerability to discover protection,
As the blue cloak of truth was draped across my shoulders,
I closed my eyes to surrender,
I felt the sun’s light as the kite,
I realised I could not fight
for any cause.
Cause and effect are mirrors
Reflecting a perpetual dance,
Where one creates the other,
The light casts its own shadow in perpetuity,
As the great continuity drives the great wheel,
To find the light at the end of the tunnel is the funnel of love
Opening to find its own answers,
As a mosaic of rose petals ordained with sparkling tear drops,
Like scattered diamonds love shimmers and shakes,
Quivering before the many faces of beauty
both seen and unseen,
Always moved by an unmoveable source.
Love moves as freedom to express Life,
In-forming all shapes, colours, textures and shades,
Inspiring the most exquisite paintings as rays,
Shedding rainbow light as beautiful words cast a unique colour-bond,
As heart felt shape-changes the holographic image,
Creating new impressionists,
As love is the conductor and the orchestra of Life,
Enjoying the crescendo of harmony in each notation,
Instilling aliveness in uncontrolled flows of rotation,
As Life is installation art and new movement,
Expressing the surreal as real in every moment,
The solid as fluid,
The strong as weak,
Time as no time,
The light in the dark,
For Life sent contrasting metaphors exposing the trenches of deeper truth,
As valleys and mountains carved new elemental landscapes,
In the continual search for home.
When you look to see,
Do you see from the vantage of the valley or the mountain?
Life brings to your shore many visitors,
Will you joyfully welcome them as new arrivals?
Or will you fearfully push them back out to sea?
Every choice creates the current of love or
the cross-currents of our times,
For when we see-change,
We change-to-feel-to-see,
In-to-me-see (intimacy),
Is the wind of nonresistance caressing what we face,
As all are welcome home in a family of light,
That exists beyond time and space,
For home was always where the heart lives,
In peace.
To follow your heart faithfully,
Is to have faith in your heart,
To die to self …
is surrender,
For the heart is embalmed,
As papaya never leaves
immortality,
To discover lost civilisations are found,
For Egypt is the crown,
Opening the eye of Horus,
A silent beacon buried underground ‘so below’,
Revealing secrets of the afterlife ‘as above’,
For love is the real master class shrouded by his-story,
And the pharaoh is the visionary leader no longer in de-nial,
S/he holds the ankh in cupped hands,
A creator of the eternal life s/he understands the greater plan,
Multi-dimensionality is the Divinci Code,
Singing the vibration of love as Life,
As this is the hierogliphic meaning
of home.