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THE POETRY OF OPPOSITES
[**navigation the sea of the narrow straits**]
Dear explorers of the lands of opposites---you all know that what you see isn't always what you get…….1st impressions may be true -----but if you really want to see right through to the truth of the truth ----you must stop and reflect----cuz sometimes the view from retrospect allows you to focus on the essence of what you are meant to see-----or maybe the thing to do---- is to see it all as if you have never seen it before ----because those lights that are waiting to be seen can reveal whole new meanings-------- and endless meanings and multi-dimensional feelings will lead you into rare places to see new faces that will dance around your mind ---sometimes for the very first time----- and the sun will shine in dark shadows ---which will allow you to liberate the incarcerated sparks that have been begging you to give them a chance at a brand new start---- since the beginning of time-------and opposite lines of thought---is sometimes exactly what it takes to see things in such a way ------ and that is when all the locked up doors will come flying open ---never to be locked up anymore
THE GREATER THE HIDDENNES
the greater the obstacle
the greater the desire to make it work
the greater the hurdle
the greater is the passion to get it done
the greater the obstruction
the greater is the vision to realize the goal
the greater the darkness
the greater is the light that hides on the other side that will shine away all the darkness
the greater the hiddenness
the greater the revelation that waits to shatter the illusion that there is anything else but His Divine Majesty
the greater the complication
the greater is the simplicity that will be discovered
when we learn to uncover the veil
VERY GOOD
**inside of the darkness is light
a light that has been patiently waiting to shine
since the beginning of time
**and this light will guide us all to see
that what seems to be all broken and bad
is actually the very best thing we could ever hope to have
**and He saw all that He Created was good
but when He saw this darkness light
He saw that it was very good
and that everything comes out to be just like it should
YOU HIDE YOUR FACE
You hide your Face We can't find you anywhere
You show your Face When we believe you're there
You hide your Face We are stripped of any sensation
You show your Face Inside the Letters of Creation
You hide your Face There's noone who can soothe
You show your Face In each and every move
You hide your Face We go looking for you near and far
You show your Face the more you're hidden the closer you are
You hide your Face We are numb --there is no feeling
You show your Face Hidden inside our pain is your healing
You hide your Face We play a game of hide and seek
You show your Face to the believers --to the humble and the meek
You hide your Face We walk in fear-we can't find you anywhere
You show your Face We are fearless when we know you are there
THERE'S NOTHING WHOLER THAN A BROKEN HEART
**her words could be heard
in the farthest reaches of space
in the hearts of all who looked at her in the face
***her silence spoke louder
than myriads of Angels who finally have gotten their one chance
to sing the praises of the Holy One Blessed be He
**her broken heart evoked tears f
rom anyone and everyone who hear her story
who felt her hidden glory
who saw her fall into a trap not of her own making
***her words melted the Heart of The One Above
whose endless love was unleashed from ancient wellsprings
because this thing
He knew right from the start
that there is nothing wholer
than a broken heart
OPPOSITES
It's the darkness that reveals the light...
It's the hiding that prompts the revelation.....
It's the chaotic scatteredness that manifests the unity...
It's the aimlessness that inspires the direction ....
It's the mortality that gives birth to the true living...
It's the G-dlessness that discovers the G-dliness.....
It's the depression that leads to the ecstacy.....
It's the hate that unleashes the love…….
It’s the limitation that enables the expression of Infinity…
It’s the no-saying that liberates the yes saying….
It’s the containment that forces out the birthing…
It’s the constriction that that emanates the creation….
It’s the confusion that enlightens the clarity….
It’s the loneliness that discovers the bonding….
It’s the natural that unleashes the supernatural…..
It’s the lacking that brings on the completion…..
It’s the conformity that causes to emerge the uniqueness…..
It’s the imperfection that arouses the perfection…..
It’s the multiplicity that elucidates the oneness….
It’s the opposite that reveals the sameness….
POLAR OPPOSITES
Not in a million years
Were the words
That went through his mind
The first time
He saw her
Polar opposites
Never the twain shall meet
But there was something
That didn't leave him alone
And followed him around
Inside and out
Everywhere he would go
And now,
he's driven to seek out
The love that magnetizes
The soft light that hypnotizes
And the lesson internalizes
When he's consciously mesmerized
And that's when he realized
That she is his other half
And he's baffled to the core
And every day he sees more and more
That there is nothing greater to strive for
And the deepest story
That we can possibly know
Is when our other half
Walks through our door
OTHER SIDES OF BEAUTY
*and the beauty of youth
shines through in ways that old age can never do
all fresh and new all the world awaits you
*and the beauty of old age
shines through in ways that youth can never do
sage advice the true meaning of life
is always available to you
*and the beauty of brand new love
shines through in ways that lifelong love can never do
the possibilities are endless the enchantment is breathless
and the euphoria of love is always just a smile away
*and the beauty of life-long love
shines through in ways that brand new love can never do
finishing each other's sentences appreciating the depth
of all that you do and say
*and the beauty of the passionate one
shines through in ways that the serene one can never do
all your heart and all your soul
is what you show to everyone you know
*and the beauty of the serene one
shines through
in ways
that the passionate one
can never do
a knowing smile
revealing a seeing into
essence of your soul
a never ending internal flow
always showing you
the best way
POEMS AND PRAYERS FROM THE DARK DEPTHS
Dear precious brothers and sisters……please see the light at the end of the dark tunnel of life's dark passages …please feel the endless love of The One Above …..please know that today's fall is tomorrow's rise….…please feel the endless love of The One Above…..please know that all is eventually moving towards goodness and perfection and G-dliness…..…please feel the endless love of The One Above…..please realize that all is goodness right now as we speak [it's just that we live in a world of 'hester' –Divine hiddenness –but that too will be transformed –soon BH and most of all--please feel the endless love of The One Above
CROWN
***and when you fall into the abyss….
and all you do seems to be hit and miss….
and you thought you wanted that,
but it’s really this….
and the farthest thing from you is true bliss….
and you don’t know what’s up or what’s down….
and everyone’s talking, but you can’t hear a sound….
and you really don’t care,
and you are not too proud….
and you know what you need ,
so you scream right out loud…..:
***and you reach for the One place
that everyone goes …..
and you go where you must go,
with your eyes firmly closed……
and you spill out your heart
and you cast off all your woes……
and all you care about
is to be at one
with the One who truly knows……
***and you listen
to the voice
calling you deep down……
and for a change,
you allow it to hang around……
and you grant it --it's rightful place
no longer to be held down……
and you slowly find
that every trouble
becomes your crown
A PRAYER FROM THE DEPTHS
Ribbono Shel Olam---Master of the Universe
***You saw fit to plant
into the mechanics of Reality
a need for brokenness to proceed rectification
and a need for darkness to proceed light...
***In your Infinite wisdom,
You saw that this
would be the best way ultimately,
to give of your endless abundance
to deserving, transcending,
appreciative receivers of your light
***But nevertheless,
it's so hard for us when we are broken, Hashem
broken---with out any real idea of how to fix ourselves up....
And we feel confused and our thoughts are scattered
and we feel that we can't move
because we have no motivation or inspiration.....
***And we are scared with no one or nothing to calm our fears
and prove to us how all is for the best and all is for a reason....
***And so we clutch at straws
and fall in and out of love with every new person, idea or direction
that offers us a bit of hope... A hope of being rescued....
***But we really don't trust
anyone or anything and so we remain alone,
unconnected, bitter, weak and in despair
***And then suddenly
I hear a 'still small voice'
a Divine Fatherly Voice of comfort and caring
and guidance and endless love....
A voice that assures me that this too will pass
that this is all for my best
the best possible thing
that could happen to me...
And I cry out to You, my Father in Heaven
''FROM THE DEPTHS I CALL OUT TO YOU HASHEM...
AND YOUR EARS HEAR THE VOICE OF MY SUPPLICATION''[Psalms 130]....
***Take all my worries
and troubles and burdens.
.. I toss them up to you
knowing that You will take care of it all
And I thank you for feeling relief...
And I feel humbled... And I feel a deep empathy
with all those who are also broken....
***Help me truly internalize
these feelings ...
Help me to truly appreciate all that you do for me
at all times, and help me to see how all of my brokenness
is a stepping stone and a launching pad
towards Tikun
-- a wonderful, pure and amazing
rectification of my very being... Amen
KISTA D'CHAYUSA
[the last vestige of life—resurrected]
***a seed decomposes in the dark rich earth hidden from the eye
nothing left of it except for the kista d'chayusa
the last vestige of life and that last vestige
is what builds up a whole new life form
a whole new redwood tree a whole new forest a whole new universe
***a person loses it loses their hold on reality
on proper perspectives on proper proportions
on any desire to carry on
they bury themselves in the foggy netherworld
of compressed , depressed impressions
of what could've been what should've been
what would've been if only......
***ahhhh what's the use
and the self abuse dominates the day
they can't find any other way
there's really nothing left of them
except for the kista d'chayus
a last vestige a distant dim ray of hope
***they don't know why
but they close their eyes and take a baby step
a baby step that leads to another and another
and pretty soon they see things a bit differently
things don't necessarily have to be stuck in rigidity
and they slowly and surely emerge with a new power
a power that towers over anything they've ever known before need I say more?
I think we've all heard this story before.....
but the little wide eyed baby boy inside of me
urges me to tell some more and more and more.....
***and sometimes we fall where we fall
l to help lift up all of those souls
who have nowhere else to go and have been waiting
since who knows when for us to fall
into their small-minded place
to their imprisoned space and together with us
they rise high above the skies to reclaim their lives
and we trust in the process that continually leads us
with hearts open and closed eyes
and those who are truly wise
learn how to see life in hindsight
***and when you know this clearly
then you can be set free
to navigate an alternative reality
where you know with crystal clear clarity
that even when things don't turn out
the way you planned them to be
you can trust that this is way the Creator meant for it to be
and even the worst of mistakes
the most unfortunate breaks
the stupidest blunders will never tear us asunder
from just where we're supposed to be
it's been thusly decreed
from the beginning of time
beyond reason or rhyme
Butterfly
A grandfather was with his grandson He showed him a caterpillar larvae
That would soon turn into a butterfly He gave it to his grandson on one condition
That when it came time for the butterfly to appear, The grandson wouldn’t interfere….
The young boy –in the way of young boys, Was transfixed and mesmerized With his gift….
When it came time, He watched in amazement and awe….
And did nothing to interfere As the beautiful wing of the butterfly
Struggled to break free of the coarse shell An hour passed then two and many more…
The boy couldn’t take it anymore, And so he opened up this coarse shell
And the butterfly flew up in the air And it flitted and flatted for a while
And then it flopped in a nose dive To the ground –lifeless
And the boy was heart-broken With tears in his eyes he told his grandfather
And the grandfather with compassion
Comforted the boy
And then he gave him the true gift,
The gift of the lesson to be learned….
He told him that when we want to be
The best that we can possibly be
And release our own butterfly wings
To fly free—unfettered and free,
The only way we can truly be free
Is when we sharpen our own wings
Against all the trial and tribulations….
And when the time comes,
And Hashem,
in his ultimate compassion and wisdom
feels that we are ready,
feels that our wings are sharp enough
to fly to the highest places in the sky,
then we will know it
and we will fly
So know my dearest friend,
That all that you go through
Is all purposeful
Is all necessary
And soon, very soon…
You will simply
Spread out your beautiful wings
And fly
like you’ve never flown before
POETRY OF THE LIBERATION OF THE INNER VOICE
Dear explorer of the hidden voice ---you are infatuated so much with it ---that you have no choice but to venture in----into places that you have never been…..and underneath the happenings and in between the worlds ---you can see more than normally meets the eye---and unleash a light---a sanctified sight—in the still of the night---and this rare light begins to light up your life---and your entire being is drawn towards revealing and liberating your inner voice---especially in these days of the narrow straits---where a magnetic --yet distant gate beckons you to walk on through----if you dare--it's all about you desiring a break through that is waiting for you there –at the edge of consciousness---and primordial dimensions –are accessible to you if you have the right intentions---and the vision that you will be blessed with will light up the skies
EXPLORE INNER DIMENSIONS
explore inner dimensions
you have never before seen
pockets of life
you have never before been
first soak in the warm water
of your safe sanctuary
then dare to venture out
and uncover
and , rediscover
your vulnerabilities
unleash the wellsprings of love inside
enflamed love that will never die
share all that you find inside
with the loved ones
of your life
UNLEASHING
*underneath the happenings
in between the words
inside of the interactions
there are found
sparks of hidden light
and only the sight
of one who sees more
than that which meets the eye
can one see to the core
can one see
the essence
of reality
the heart beat
the soul speak
the way things
are meant to be seen
and this type of seeing
actually creates reality
actually reveals
the unfolding Divine story
in all of it's glory
*and there is nothing more real
then the feeling that you feel
when you see underneath the lies
and unleash a Light
when you sing and play your unique song
and thereby release the ultimate beauty
that's been waiting
for you to be unleashed
since the beginning of time
SWEET RECLUSION
**alone
through the ebb and flow
**just me
no one else that I can see
**always searching
for that silver lining
**reaching out
only when I have something real to say
**eyes closed
when I walk down the street
**I can see beyond
when I look deep inside
**Blessing
rests on that which is hidden from the eye
**sweet reclusion
listening in silence to hear my inner voice
**no one can see me
but the One Above [of course]
**I show myself to you
when my sweet reclusion
elicits a break-through
UNCONSCIOUSNESS
*deep inside her unconsciousness
she discovers remnants
of ancient eras
primordial visions
cosmic reverberations
*she feels the irresistible pull
and she resists
and when she does
her unconsciousness yields
it's hold of her
and all becomes clear
*and she plants the seeds
of knowing
because she's growing
a brand new crop
of will power
and nothing stands in her way
and there's nothing
anybody can say
as she steps out into the
brand new day
.*and the world reflects
back to her
the new realizations
and derivations
that she carries with her
in her purse
and with bursts of light
all of the fallen sparks
cry out to her
to save them
from the endless night
they have been trapped in
since
who knows when
LISTEN TO THE DARKNESS
listen to a whole new voice
opening inside of you
quiet and subtle at first
but growing in intensity
a birthing the birth screams of Mashiach
happening deep inside you
listen to the the darkness
all the darknesses of your life
calling you from a distance
at first but steadily coming closer growing bolder
you've always kept them at a distance
but something has shifted
you can now see right through them
when you don't take your eyes off of them
even for a second that's when you become friends
that's when the angels in charge of your pain and suffering
surrender to you and they have
no choice but to yield to
your penetrating stare
and the walls of illusion
and delusion and dissolution
and confusion
come tumbling down
just because you know that underneath
that pain that hurt
there lies a light from Above
a light that keeps
everything in existence
and the Angel of death
revealed to Moses
the supernal ways these secrets
the Ketoret the holy spices
the sublime combinations
of goodness and badness
meshed together in sacred light
and dashed away the darkness
of the endless exile night
and the messianic light
is being born
inside of us
and the birth pangs
distract us
but the promise of a better day
of a higher way
of an endless voice
guides us
listen to the lion
inside of you
now in the time of
messianic birthing
and let the roar
encourage you to say never more
will I take my eyes away from
the golden gate that is open to one and all
just walk on through that door
VISIONS OF A PARADOXICAL PARADISE
****and the higher soul
intertwined
with the lower soul
in a harmonious flow
and the more they
simultaneously grow
the more they each
get to know
when to control
and when to let go
****and our body and soul
will only have only
one thing
that they'll want
to know,
"Please reveal to us
Your supernal glow"
not too high
not too low
It'll be the greatest show
nothing else comes close
this--- we will all know''
****and just as the sea
comes to rest
at the shore
and just as
the lion
and the lamb
cuddle up
on the garden floor
so too will
my brightest side
light up
my darkest side
forever more
and so too will the tree
of knowing
and the tree of life
unlock all the doors
****and when we slip
into Paradise
forever
and a day
there will be
only one thing
left to say,
"All praise be
to the one
who set us free for all of eternity"
THE POETRY OF THE MIDNIGHT EFFECT
Dear midnight riders------fighters for the noble cause of turning the night into day and darkness into light…there is no other way at this late hour of the endless exile night …the time has arrived my surreal friends…that one day of the year---where all that could go wrong –goes wrong---- is the very same day that our anointed one is constantly reborn---is also the climactic day--when we divide up the year's calendar into a 24 hr. day—when Tisha B'av corresponds to midnight…..so we need to understand this thing called 'midnight' intimately ---because the time has arrived ---our salvation is at hand--- if we reach out with all of our hearts and souls …here is some poetry ---my hope is that it will help you to know with the deepest knowing…and help to set us all free….
MIDNIGHT ALLEYS
****and I'm walking down those midnight alleys
with a yearning in my heart
a yearning burning
for a higher living
that is tearing me all apart
****and I wake up
with all my troubles and frustrations
that are dragging me to the ground
and I jump into the waters of salvation
and my trouble becomes my crown
****and I can't play this waiting game
too much longer
I can't even wait for one more day
and like a Saint that falls from grace
before he regains his holy place
I've been shot up
and i can't seem to find my way
****I want to walk with you
I want to talk with you
I want to see you in my dreams
but you hide your face
and I fall on my face
and the pain is all too real
**** and midnight is the holiest time
and midnight is my favorite time
and midnight is the holiest time
and midnight is my favorite time of day
****and I'm walking down those midnight alleys
with a yearning in my heart
a yearning burning
for a higher living
Ribbono Shel Olam---Master of the Universe
***You saw fit to plant
into the mechanics of Reality
a need for brokenness to proceed rectification
and a need for darkness to proceed light...
***In your Infinite wisdom,
You saw that this
would be the best way ultimately,
to give of your endless abundance
to deserving, transcending,
appreciative receivers of your light
***But nevertheless,
it's so hard for us when we are broken, Hashem
broken---with out any real idea of how to fix ourselves up....
And we feel confused and our thoughts are scattered
and we feel that we can't move
because we have no motivation or inspiration.....
***And we are scared with no one or nothing to calm our fears
and prove to us how all is for the best and all is for a reason....
***And so we clutch at straws
and fall in and out of love with every new person, idea or direction
that offers us a bit of hope... A hope of being rescued....
***But we really don't trust
anyone or anything and so we remain alone,
unconnected, bitter, weak and in despair
***And then suddenly
I hear a 'still small voice'
a Divine Fatherly Voice of comfort and caring
and guidance and endless love....
A voice that assures me that this too will pass
that this is all for my best
the best possible thing
that could happen to me...
And I cry out to You, my Father in Heaven
''FROM THE DEPTHS I CALL OUT TO YOU HASHEM...
AND YOUR EARS HEAR THE VOICE OF MY SUPPLICATION''[Psalms 130]....
***Take all my worries
and troubles and burdens.
.. I toss them up to you
knowing that You will take care of it all
And I thank you for feeling relief...
And I feel humbled... And I feel a deep empathy
with all those who are also broken....
***Help me truly internalize
these feelings ...
Help me to truly appreciate all that you do for me
at all times, and help me to see how all of my brokenness
is a stepping stone and a launching pad
towards Tikun
-- a wonderful, pure and amazing
rectification of my very being... Amen
KISTA D'CHAYUSA
[the last vestige of life—resurrected]
***a seed decomposes in the dark rich earth hidden from the eye
nothing left of it except for the kista d'chayusa
the last vestige of life and that last vestige
is what builds up a whole new life form
a whole new redwood tree a whole new forest a whole new universe
***a person loses it loses their hold on reality
on proper perspectives on proper proportions
on any desire to carry on
they bury themselves in the foggy netherworld
of compressed , depressed impressions
of what could've been what should've been
what would've been if only......
***ahhhh what's the use
and the self abuse dominates the day
they can't find any other way
there's really nothing left of them
except for the kista d'chayus
a last vestige a distant dim ray of hope
***they don't know why
but they close their eyes and take a baby step
a baby step that leads to another and another
and pretty soon they see things a bit differently
things don't necessarily have to be stuck in rigidity
and they slowly and surely emerge with a new power
a power that towers over anything they've ever known before need I say more?
I think we've all heard this story before.....
but the little wide eyed baby boy inside of me
urges me to tell some more and more and more.....
***and sometimes we fall where we fall
l to help lift up all of those souls
who have nowhere else to go and have been waiting
since who knows when for us to fall
into their small-minded place
to their imprisoned space and together with us
they rise high above the skies to reclaim their lives
and we trust in the process that continually leads us
with hearts open and closed eyes
and those who are truly wise
learn how to see life in hindsight
***and when you know this clearly
then you can be set free
to navigate an alternative reality
where you know with crystal clear clarity
that even when things don't turn out
the way you planned them to be
you can trust that this is way the Creator meant for it to be
and even the worst of mistakes
the most unfortunate breaks
the stupidest blunders will never tear us asunder
from just where we're supposed to be
it's been thusly decreed
from the beginning of time
beyond reason or rhyme
Butterfly
A grandfather was with his grandson He showed him a caterpillar larvae
That would soon turn into a butterfly He gave it to his grandson on one condition
That when it came time for the butterfly to appear, The grandson wouldn’t interfere….
The young boy –in the way of young boys, Was transfixed and mesmerized With his gift….
When it came time, He watched in amazement and awe….
And did nothing to interfere As the beautiful wing of the butterfly
Struggled to break free of the coarse shell An hour passed then two and many more…
The boy couldn’t take it anymore, And so he opened up this coarse shell
And the butterfly flew up in the air And it flitted and flatted for a while
And then it flopped in a nose dive To the ground –lifeless
And the boy was heart-broken With tears in his eyes he told his grandfather
And the grandfather with compassion
Comforted the boy
And then he gave him the true gift,
The gift of the lesson to be learned….
He told him that when we want to be
The best that we can possibly be
And release our own butterfly wings
To fly free—unfettered and free,
The only way we can truly be free
Is when we sharpen our own wings
Against all the trial and tribulations….
And when the time comes,
And Hashem,
in his ultimate compassion and wisdom
feels that we are ready,
feels that our wings are sharp enough
to fly to the highest places in the sky,
then we will know it
and we will fly
So know my dearest friend,
That all that you go through
Is all purposeful
Is all necessary
And soon, very soon…
You will simply
Spread out your beautiful wings
And fly
like you’ve never flown before
POETRY OF THE LIBERATION OF THE INNER VOICE
Dear explorer of the hidden voice ---you are infatuated so much with it ---that you have no choice but to venture in----into places that you have never been…..and underneath the happenings and in between the worlds ---you can see more than normally meets the eye---and unleash a light---a sanctified sight—in the still of the night---and this rare light begins to light up your life---and your entire being is drawn towards revealing and liberating your inner voice---especially in these days of the narrow straits---where a magnetic --yet distant gate beckons you to walk on through----if you dare--it's all about you desiring a break through that is waiting for you there –at the edge of consciousness---and primordial dimensions –are accessible to you if you have the right intentions---and the vision that you will be blessed with will light up the skies
EXPLORE INNER DIMENSIONS
explore inner dimensions
you have never before seen
pockets of life
you have never before been
first soak in the warm water
of your safe sanctuary
then dare to venture out
and uncover
and , rediscover
your vulnerabilities
unleash the wellsprings of love inside
enflamed love that will never die
share all that you find inside
with the loved ones
of your life
UNLEASHING
*underneath the happenings
in between the words
inside of the interactions
there are found
sparks of hidden light
and only the sight
of one who sees more
than that which meets the eye
can one see to the core
can one see
the essence
of reality
the heart beat
the soul speak
the way things
are meant to be seen
and this type of seeing
actually creates reality
actually reveals
the unfolding Divine story
in all of it's glory
*and there is nothing more real
then the feeling that you feel
when you see underneath the lies
and unleash a Light
when you sing and play your unique song
and thereby release the ultimate beauty
that's been waiting
for you to be unleashed
since the beginning of time
SWEET RECLUSION
**alone
through the ebb and flow
**just me
no one else that I can see
**always searching
for that silver lining
**reaching out
only when I have something real to say
**eyes closed
when I walk down the street
**I can see beyond
when I look deep inside
**Blessing
rests on that which is hidden from the eye
**sweet reclusion
listening in silence to hear my inner voice
**no one can see me
but the One Above [of course]
**I show myself to you
when my sweet reclusion
elicits a break-through
UNCONSCIOUSNESS
*deep inside her unconsciousness
she discovers remnants
of ancient eras
primordial visions
cosmic reverberations
*she feels the irresistible pull
and she resists
and when she does
her unconsciousness yields
it's hold of her
and all becomes clear
*and she plants the seeds
of knowing
because she's growing
a brand new crop
of will power
and nothing stands in her way
and there's nothing
anybody can say
as she steps out into the
brand new day
.*and the world reflects
back to her
the new realizations
and derivations
that she carries with her
in her purse
and with bursts of light
all of the fallen sparks
cry out to her
to save them
from the endless night
they have been trapped in
since
who knows when
LISTEN TO THE DARKNESS
listen to a whole new voice
opening inside of you
quiet and subtle at first
but growing in intensity
a birthing the birth screams of Mashiach
happening deep inside you
listen to the the darkness
all the darknesses of your life
calling you from a distance
at first but steadily coming closer growing bolder
you've always kept them at a distance
but something has shifted
you can now see right through them
when you don't take your eyes off of them
even for a second that's when you become friends
that's when the angels in charge of your pain and suffering
surrender to you and they have
no choice but to yield to
your penetrating stare
and the walls of illusion
and delusion and dissolution
and confusion
come tumbling down
just because you know that underneath
that pain that hurt
there lies a light from Above
a light that keeps
everything in existence
and the Angel of death
revealed to Moses
the supernal ways these secrets
the Ketoret the holy spices
the sublime combinations
of goodness and badness
meshed together in sacred light
and dashed away the darkness
of the endless exile night
and the messianic light
is being born
inside of us
and the birth pangs
distract us
but the promise of a better day
of a higher way
of an endless voice
guides us
listen to the lion
inside of you
now in the time of
messianic birthing
and let the roar
encourage you to say never more
will I take my eyes away from
the golden gate that is open to one and all
just walk on through that door
VISIONS OF A PARADOXICAL PARADISE
****and the higher soul
intertwined
with the lower soul
in a harmonious flow
and the more they
simultaneously grow
the more they each
get to know
when to control
and when to let go
****and our body and soul
will only have only
one thing
that they'll want
to know,
"Please reveal to us
Your supernal glow"
not too high
not too low
It'll be the greatest show
nothing else comes close
this--- we will all know''
****and just as the sea
comes to rest
at the shore
and just as
the lion
and the lamb
cuddle up
on the garden floor
so too will
my brightest side
light up
my darkest side
forever more
and so too will the tree
of knowing
and the tree of life
unlock all the doors
****and when we slip
into Paradise
forever
and a day
there will be
only one thing
left to say,
"All praise be
to the one
who set us free for all of eternity"
THE POETRY OF THE MIDNIGHT EFFECT
Dear midnight riders------fighters for the noble cause of turning the night into day and darkness into light…there is no other way at this late hour of the endless exile night …the time has arrived my surreal friends…that one day of the year---where all that could go wrong –goes wrong---- is the very same day that our anointed one is constantly reborn---is also the climactic day--when we divide up the year's calendar into a 24 hr. day—when Tisha B'av corresponds to midnight…..so we need to understand this thing called 'midnight' intimately ---because the time has arrived ---our salvation is at hand--- if we reach out with all of our hearts and souls …here is some poetry ---my hope is that it will help you to know with the deepest knowing…and help to set us all free….
MIDNIGHT ALLEYS
****and I'm walking down those midnight alleys
with a yearning in my heart
a yearning burning
for a higher living
that is tearing me all apart
****and I wake up
with all my troubles and frustrations
that are dragging me to the ground
and I jump into the waters of salvation
and my trouble becomes my crown
****and I can't play this waiting game
too much longer
I can't even wait for one more day
and like a Saint that falls from grace
before he regains his holy place
I've been shot up
and i can't seem to find my way
****I want to walk with you
I want to talk with you
I want to see you in my dreams
but you hide your face
and I fall on my face
and the pain is all too real
**** and midnight is the holiest time
and midnight is my favorite time
and midnight is the holiest time
and midnight is my favorite time of day
****and I'm walking down those midnight alleys
with a yearning in my heart
a yearning burning
for a higher living
MIDNIGHT
***Midnight
is the most hidden phenomenon…
it's the farthest point from yesterday's day-time and tomorrow's sunshine
and though being so invisible may seem to be a handicap,
I've found that is actually the best way back to the infinite source from which we come….
***when you see
that you are invisible and transparent
when you feel you have nothing of your own
except what you receive
when you allow yourself
to be completely filled up
by each and every person you meet
and by each and every experience you engage in
***When your empty cup
becomes filled constantly perpetually
just by virtue of your existence of who you are
then life for you
and for all those you touch
will be an overflowing wellspring
that's how you my faceless friend
the humblest of my companions
are crowned on High
with royalty
and with
sublime grace
THE HEART OF HUMANITY
King David would wake up
every night at midnight
the wind would play at that time
the strings of his harp
As if the wind blowing
the strings of the harp
was a human being
saying
Play music for me
David King of Israel
Play the music..
Sing the holy Psalms for us at all times
The divine inspiration,
ruach kodesh words he sang
In that holy midnight hour
came from
the heart of all humanity
Devarim she balev
yotzim min halev el halev
Things that come from the heart
go to the heart to the heart
of all of the millions of people
who recite His words
as if it were their own words
throughout the ages
Because that is how
ruach hakodesh-Holy Spirit
effects any aspect of
holy words, holy music, holy ideas
It gives it eternal staying power
It gives those same words
the ability to never get old
those words are going to have
endless wellsprings of meaning
because The soul
that You gave us Hashem,
The soul --and all that comes from the soul
is part of Hashem
And Hashem is Infinite
THE POETRY OF THE HOLY SPARKS THAT COMPLETE US
Dear Holy Sparks gatherers…..everything is at stake …for Heaven's sakes----life's choices are knocking at the door –---the unclear and the crystal clear voices show themselves to us again –only –a little bit different then before---and our hearts soar with desires ---holy fires that can never be put out—unless we check out of this thing called living----so we have to keep on giving ourselves and the loved ones who depend on us alot---a fair shot--- at redemption of the mind and soul----because our life choices know things that we don't yet know---we only find out as we go----because that's the nature of extracting the darkness from the light ---hindsight is twenty \ twenty ---and so we continue to fight our way through to the sunny days when we know that all that comes out way will complete us---and the choices that we make will redeem us ---and the Sparks that we can integrate will liberate us …..may this poetry open up our eyes to see –that all that comes our way—is exactly what is meant to be
THE SPARKS THAT COMPLETE US
**And I feel so alive
when my resonation revives
the sparks of hidden life
calling me from their hidden hive
of long lost activity
of a distant memory
of how things are supposed to be
drawing me close to thee
**and I'm driven to seek out
the love that magnetizes
the soft light that hypnotizes
and the lesson internalizes
when I'm consciously mesmerized
by the sparks of the food that I eat
the sparks of the partialness that I complete
the sparks that are thoroughly replete
the sparks that shine so powerful and discreet
**and sparks of primal desire
offer a hidden a way
to forsake all the mindlessness
we seek to escape
they offer a way to reshape
the path we so deeply
want to take to discover
another side of who we are
THE CHOICES WE MAKE
***the choices we make
the walks that we take
the books that we read
the lives that we lead
the things we seek
the friends we meet
the ups and the downs
the turn-arounds
the extent that we are awakened
the brokenness and depression
that we have forsaken
every sphere of existence
every struggle and resistance
***all these and more
come knocking at our door
and call out our name
thisis no game
these are our holy spark lights
the life-force of our lives
that which is lacking in our souls
a constant stream
leading us down the road
THE LIBERATION OF THE SPARKS
****So we go through this world
Trying to find the lost sparks of reality
But the lost sparks
are entrenched in brokenness
Those lost parts of our souls
They are entrenched
They are inhibited
They are in a web
They are in jail
Inside of some part of reality
of brokenness
***And they are so bright
They are so brilliant
And they are so hopeful
that they can be liberated
that they can come back home
and when we bond with each other
truly bond-in body and spirit
then we free up each other's sparks
because love and bonding
melt away the division
overlook the confusion
facilitate the fusion
accelerate the solution
and those happy sparks
get a free pass
to go back home
to you and me
***Midnight
is the most hidden phenomenon…
it's the farthest point from yesterday's day-time and tomorrow's sunshine
and though being so invisible may seem to be a handicap,
I've found that is actually the best way back to the infinite source from which we come….
***when you see
that you are invisible and transparent
when you feel you have nothing of your own
except what you receive
when you allow yourself
to be completely filled up
by each and every person you meet
and by each and every experience you engage in
***When your empty cup
becomes filled constantly perpetually
just by virtue of your existence of who you are
then life for you
and for all those you touch
will be an overflowing wellspring
that's how you my faceless friend
the humblest of my companions
are crowned on High
with royalty
and with
sublime grace
THE HEART OF HUMANITY
King David would wake up
every night at midnight
the wind would play at that time
the strings of his harp
As if the wind blowing
the strings of the harp
was a human being
saying
Play music for me
David King of Israel
Play the music..
Sing the holy Psalms for us at all times
The divine inspiration,
ruach kodesh words he sang
In that holy midnight hour
came from
the heart of all humanity
Devarim she balev
yotzim min halev el halev
Things that come from the heart
go to the heart to the heart
of all of the millions of people
who recite His words
as if it were their own words
throughout the ages
Because that is how
ruach hakodesh-Holy Spirit
effects any aspect of
holy words, holy music, holy ideas
It gives it eternal staying power
It gives those same words
the ability to never get old
those words are going to have
endless wellsprings of meaning
because The soul
that You gave us Hashem,
The soul --and all that comes from the soul
is part of Hashem
And Hashem is Infinite
THE POETRY OF THE HOLY SPARKS THAT COMPLETE US
Dear Holy Sparks gatherers…..everything is at stake …for Heaven's sakes----life's choices are knocking at the door –---the unclear and the crystal clear voices show themselves to us again –only –a little bit different then before---and our hearts soar with desires ---holy fires that can never be put out—unless we check out of this thing called living----so we have to keep on giving ourselves and the loved ones who depend on us alot---a fair shot--- at redemption of the mind and soul----because our life choices know things that we don't yet know---we only find out as we go----because that's the nature of extracting the darkness from the light ---hindsight is twenty \ twenty ---and so we continue to fight our way through to the sunny days when we know that all that comes out way will complete us---and the choices that we make will redeem us ---and the Sparks that we can integrate will liberate us …..may this poetry open up our eyes to see –that all that comes our way—is exactly what is meant to be
THE SPARKS THAT COMPLETE US
**And I feel so alive
when my resonation revives
the sparks of hidden life
calling me from their hidden hive
of long lost activity
of a distant memory
of how things are supposed to be
drawing me close to thee
**and I'm driven to seek out
the love that magnetizes
the soft light that hypnotizes
and the lesson internalizes
when I'm consciously mesmerized
by the sparks of the food that I eat
the sparks of the partialness that I complete
the sparks that are thoroughly replete
the sparks that shine so powerful and discreet
**and sparks of primal desire
offer a hidden a way
to forsake all the mindlessness
we seek to escape
they offer a way to reshape
the path we so deeply
want to take to discover
another side of who we are
THE CHOICES WE MAKE
***the choices we make
the walks that we take
the books that we read
the lives that we lead
the things we seek
the friends we meet
the ups and the downs
the turn-arounds
the extent that we are awakened
the brokenness and depression
that we have forsaken
every sphere of existence
every struggle and resistance
***all these and more
come knocking at our door
and call out our name
thisis no game
these are our holy spark lights
the life-force of our lives
that which is lacking in our souls
a constant stream
leading us down the road
THE LIBERATION OF THE SPARKS
****So we go through this world
Trying to find the lost sparks of reality
But the lost sparks
are entrenched in brokenness
Those lost parts of our souls
They are entrenched
They are inhibited
They are in a web
They are in jail
Inside of some part of reality
of brokenness
***And they are so bright
They are so brilliant
And they are so hopeful
that they can be liberated
that they can come back home
and when we bond with each other
truly bond-in body and spirit
then we free up each other's sparks
because love and bonding
melt away the division
overlook the confusion
facilitate the fusion
accelerate the solution
and those happy sparks
get a free pass
to go back home
to you and me
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