Until I arrive at myself... kmg 2013

Inspired by bruno barnhart and osiris and pslams....

The doors of perception open

It is myself I see and a thousand
Colors swirling in liquid light
I am where the sun sets
Below the clouds hung by a thread from its snowy  moon

Traversing eternity
This is all one place
One cloth
Flowers grow, snow falls and wisdom lies in the palm of the hand

All that  is,  will be

May we come and go in and out of heaven through the morning sunrise
As houses fill with dancing and song
Through the light  received
so filled are the houses in heaven

I come, in truth, purity of heart,
I sail a long river and row back again
It is joy to breathe and share love
Under the stars
The treasury of the snow
I catch on my tongue

I am the sojourner destined
To walk a thousand years
Until I arrive at myself....

I am love, pure and naked
Before my beloved
I receive christ in my heart and can feel the pain of the world
So too, I can be a reflection of  tears
As they are not my own

I am in the garden in gethsemane
Not my will but yours be done
Not in renunciation, in kenosis
I am willing to let things come and go

They are shred for love
They deepen me, I expand...

For this thing inside us
The pearl
The treasure
Careful not to name it in such a way you bring it home. For you do not live where you think
Instead let it lead us

Let it be wild, an essentric center, a city hidden in the wilderness, an unspoken name
an unspeakable syllable, a fire burning all the  words into a wild and weaving script of smoke....

“You have turned my wailing into dancing; You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing to you and not be silent.”

Psalm 30:11-12


Amen