1. Please Stay
Horizontal and vertical intersect
Shakti dances on Shiva’s chest –
is it any wonder Love’s voice
pleads: “Please stay”?
At the still point of Union
this mysterious cross
blossoms –
billowing ecstatically
the sublimely echoing scent
of this dissolving universe,
fragrance of our loving,
trailing Vibhuti Ash
with no place
to stay
2. Quenching
Love itself is the thirst,
Love the only satisfaction.
Call it pure spring water,
It’s what You feed me,
It’s what I am,
We are,
It Is —
A Love
Supreme:
yearning
become devotion,
bliss of Itself, waterfall
of Love over depthless pools
of Love, our falling in Love, our
Love falling, then rising into Itself,
the Self of Love, pouring into hearts
desiccated by the dry desert winds of wry
knowledge, dry recoil from their own water,
water of Life, this Life, this living moisture
of creation, irrigating the cardiac canals with
the nectar unequaled, the mysterious fluidity
of vibrant real Love, the true thirst-slaking
flagon of bubbling heart-juice, surging up
and gurgling up as the fountain of Love,
and only with One Taste will this crazy
holy thirst be finally quenched by
the limitless river of Life that
is Love, and so dissolve
in the Ocean of Love,
which is nothing
but the Truth
at the Heart
of Love.
12/31/03
Feeling To Infinity 