why
are we always in a hurry for what’s next…
it’s
gotta be better than where we are now…
finish
off that peanut butter jar
taste
the satisfaction of an ending
an
ending
before
the next beginning
that
place at the end of the road
that
place where the story unravels
where
the plot
having
thickened in the middle
then
stretched thin with the heightened expectation of a climax
ends
with a groan
some
great satisfaction
a
settling back into
the
equilibrium
the
lowest common denominator
the
pond of forgetting
the
place of un-doing
the
ground of all being
where
I am
and
we are
together
with the warm heartbeats
of
those hidden in the woods
in
the tall grasses
in
the branches
together
we drum the wonder of god’s heartbeat
and
in the place between beats
in
the silence
in
the milli-moment…
you
release your breath
and
the wind stills
for
the veil to part
and
eternity pours into the empty vessel of our soul
exploding
it into a thousand billion particles
of
the pure essence
of
divinity’s calling
you
your
exploded soul
comes
into Christ consciousness
where
the Bhudda laughs with a child’s delight
and
the diverse unity of all that is and ever was
is
the Brahma’s one
Creator-Redeemer-Sustainer
in
you
and
me
where
we meet
with
all our relations
at
the bedrock table
of
this beginning
at
the end
I’m
rushing to find
reach
out will you?
touch
me with your true word
hold
me with your thought
tell
me what I’ve forgotten
the
smell
the
taste
the
sound of your breath’s hope
will
squeeze me into this moment
where
nestled together in god’s breast pocket
between
god’s heartbeats
between
the last and the next
we
will forget
knowing
peace
once
and
for all
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