The Great Earth Mother
in retreat, forgotten
the mind straying
from the heart
breaking its bond
tryin to usurp the wisdom
for its own perverted
limited ends...
the tail wagging the dog

now and again
i lose the way
at such times
i consult the map
that says
"you are here"

child of the future
child of the past
makes no difference
when or where
i'm just glad
your here, at last

give up on strategy
cease
trying to predict, control
surrender
to the tide
merge with the flow
heavenly guidance surrounds us
all you have to do
is let go

to divine the future
is no great task
requires only
that we retreat
put first things
last

child of the dream
you who dwell
both
in realms subtle and real
lead the way
follow we will
lead away
from patterns shallow
open the way
to imaginative play
where ideas we re-schuffle
form and content dance
before our joyous eyes

we are capable of sensing
far more than
we allow ourselves
we filter out
that which is non- conventional
deny
that which is spiritual
if necessary
close my ears
that i may hear
blind my eyes
that i may see
heaven, redeem me

i'm in need
of a transfusion
a spiritual infusion
of your love
your body i adore
your soul i breathe
gimme, gimmme
please
a taste of heaven's nectar
you keep hidden
your secret garden
your womanly charm
who would guess
it under your arm

we are
a slow motion
matter-bound version
of the shakti/shiva principle
union/seperation
creation/dissolution
the illusion is the unfolding drama
the release
is going along with the play anyway

it is the heart
that is the original
and final
creator
where else would god
choose to be
if in this world
we cannot find him
its because
we are alienated from our hearts

in my heart
i create
a Greater Reality
i am there
lying beside you
we look up at the nite sky
clouds streaming stars gleaming
hand in hand
upon a bed of air
we float
in complete union
bathed in eternity
a universe in total harmony

this bond of ours
transcends the friction of space
overcomes
the limits of time
problems not meant to be solved
but
dissolved as the old
gives way to the new
forever increasing
a love mirroring
its power grows

as lovers must
return to dust
lets take with us
the seeds of a
new humanity
sown in fertile soil
of having left nothing un-lived
only thru our passion unleashed
will the power of these seeds
be released

the world is objectified
as it is recognized
so whose rules are these
by which we see
did i author them
is it really up to me

the heart whispers
anahata...anahata
and the mind
falls back upon itself
...in rest

i feel as if i have been given
a death sentence
but
truly it is all about life
to live more abundantly
no un-lived/loved spaces
for the greatest regrets
come from not what we have done
been what we have failed to do
"all must die
but not all
truly live (braveheart)

she
laid down her life
quite literally
before the oncoming treads
of a powerful cat
as corporate profits soar
her lingering presence
asks
why...what for
questions unsilenced
by disel engines roar
its up to us
to keep asking
for Rachel Corrie

come my sweet
after love labors
we do spend
lets turn our love
outwards
build something
whole and complete
watch it grow

who knows
who really knows
from where creation comes
how we know
not what
seeing within
changes one's outter vision
the world forms
and re-forms
as we name it
so
you know
who knows
who really knows

sweetpea has a phd.
sometimes
that imtimidates me
but then
what should i care
as long as
i'm subject of her inquiry

she is
the ideal peace activist
gentle, high minded
spiritual yet firm
a second generation flower child
complete
with flowers in her hair
her beauty radiates
penetrates
transforms all it touches
she is a Woman
of the promised world
a Woman with
stars and moons in her hair...

in this adversity
seperation
there is profound power
the jewel of our love
stands
gleaming in contrast
to the darkness
in which it is cast
a beacon of clarity

i'm tryin to "own"
my feelings toward you
but there is no escape
they own me
there is an urgency
an unrelenting love call
howling
thru my soul

in the woods
behind your house
a sanctuary a refuge
a dark man lurks
on its edge he emerges
searches...
you tread barefoot, warily
cautious
the snap of a twig
your scent on the nite air
gives your presence away
suddenly
my hands find
your warm, supple body
explore the darkness there
lovers embrace
sink to the earth
wet and moist
intertwine in natures fertile soil
with selfless abandon
our love labors
peak
exhausted we lay
damp
in each others arms
slowly the moon rises
her soft light cast
all about