Set list - THE POETRY OF THE ABSOLUTE MYSTERY OF THIS THING THEY CALL 'POETRY'
Dear purvey-ors of the mystery ……dear artistic say-ers of what comes to you out of no-where……dear blind trusters that G-d is the Poet and you are simply the pen……..dear holy rollers -----giving up all control to the whims of fate---satiating yourselves with the divine given plate of spiritual nourishment that is set before you……...let go of the "Ani" and let you’re inner ''Ain'' roam free in the protected native lands of the tribes of Poetry…..surely here you will encounter like-minded beings seeking the same adventures that you always have been seeking…..come join us in the sacred circle of poetry---and warm yourself by the campfire embers reincarnating into sublime flames that warm the endless stories that you are driven to tell-- again and again----synthesizing themselves deep within your soul----stripping away that layer of clothing that you usually cover yourselves up with ----but not now-----because massive magnificent myriads of Angels who have been created by your poetic words---descend into our gathering -----and their very presence bespeaks color and light and everything nice ----and so the masters of poetry carry on deep into the night
WHAT ELSE CAN i DO EXCEPT TO PUT YOUR POETRY INTO MY PIPE AND SMOKE IT
****And I want to thank you
for reaching out
I want to thank you
for igniting in me a spark
A holy spark Hidden in an ember
an ember waiting
to be fanned Into a flame
a flame burning with poetry,
Burning with creativity
Burning with sublime secrets
*****Lighting up all that lies
deep within
Deep within the recesses of my spirit
deep within the primordial memories
of lifetimes that have come
and lifetimes that had gone
a long long time ago
*****yet they beckon to me here
at the edge of consciousness
and still a still small voice calls out inside
*****and sometimes
I see You there smiling
sending me greetings
of mysterious majestic miracles
and massive magnificent myriads
of love light and bliss
****and I receive your poetry
and what else can I do
except to put it into
my pipe and smoke it until the deepest message
comes through
SACRED POETRY FEST
****surely the thirst
that you have felt
for so long –
is what brings you here
to this sacred song fest…
****and the promise of expansiveness
enlists your heart
to join us here
with the full time meditators….
****surely the sweet fragrant smoke
of expanded consciousness
seeping out of these oriental dens
of the seekers of altered mindfulness states
is what sways you
to come into
this inner circle camp-fire
we all sit around
****and it is the sage advice
that we all seek
to know the depth of everything…
to touch the inner light of all we see…
to dwell in the sacred spaces
inhabited by traces of our endless souls …
****and everybody knows
that a piece of infinity
contains all of infinity
…and these poetic soliloquies
–regardless of who is listening
---will hopefully help you and me to see
a small glimpse of the deepness
with which we can see reality
JUST LET THE POETRY ENTICE YOU
*****light the midnight lantern
of your mesmerizing articulation……
*****let go of the me
and see whole new ways to be
who you are being guided to be
---In absolute freedom and your beauty
will shine
for anyone with eyes in their head to see…
*****and the beauty you will see
will open doors of Divine reality
---you don't have to believe me---
just let the poetry entice you
and sugar and spice you
and do everything nice for you
---and guide you
to channel down
that which is beyond you
to animate
that which is inside of you
IT HAPPENS EVERY TIME I LET GO OF THE 'I'
~when me as being the do-er
of what I do
disappears
there is no pain
there is no fear
~and when the see-er
no longer sees
that they are the ones seeing
cuz there is a deeper inner feeling
at the center of my being
~when the sense of being alive
has no return to sender address
nevertheless life is at it's best
when it's not compressed
into being about me
into center-ing it around my identity
~that's when we become
euphorically free
because right now,
there is no we
~and there is no I
Enjoy the sublime view
it's in endless supply
and the life force inside
is keeping perfect time
spectacular rhyme
it happens every time
I let go of the I
POETRY –YOU HAVE CAST YOUR MAGICAL SPELL ON ME
Poetry:
you have cast your magical spell on me…
I have learned how to hear your Intrinsic melody…
please speak to me…
speak to my sensitivity…
speak to the child inside of me….
I have made myself ready
to receive the gifts that you send to me…
Poetry;
I am prepared to go on the journey
that you want to take me on …
the dawn has come
and my eyes are closed
and I can now see the souls
who will be guiding me…
I am your most dedicated student …
Poetry;
teach me and I will follow thee
to the ends of consciousness ..
to the edge of the I and thou
----to discover somehow
the messages that need to come through me…
that can help some fortunate souls
to get themselves free
TAPPING INTO THE INNER VOICE OF THE POET POETRY
I WANT TO HEAR YOUR VOICE
***I want to hear your voice
I want to hear how the words dance off of your tongue
like a song that is sung by all who hear the magic tones
***I want to hear your voice
I want to hear how the thoughts in your head navigate instead due south and become the words of your mouth
***I want to hear your voice
I want to hear how the colors that you dwell in
will give voice to your silence until you tell
all your deepest mysteries in quintessential harmonys
HE ALLOWS IN THE DEEPER FEELINGS
***he allows in the deeper feelings
once in a while the reds and blues take on a deeper hue
***he allows his mind to fill up a little more than ever before a door opens and he can begin to see the voices
and he can begin to understand that all of his choices
are perfect
***and life is compassionate and the sweetness hovers over him
and he falls into a dream and he sees that what he sees
becomes his reality and what he hears is right here
and where he wants to go surrounds him immediately
*** and the masters of wisdom that come into his mind
come and sit down by his side and reassure him
that all will be just fine - and he turns around and sees
an ancient eye peeking through the sky
staring him in his eye and he knows that the love he lives
and the life he loves will continue to be eternal…
***and when he opens up his mouth
to share all of this —no one can sit still anymore
---and the doors of inspiration have been opened
for one and all and will never be closed again
–not when he opens up his mouth again
SPEAK TO ME
***speak to me from your allness
speak to me from your silence speak to me from your heart speak to me of things you've seen speak to me of hopes that you've hidden away
***speak to me until the words unravel
speak to me from a deeper level
speak to me of your profound insights
speak to me of your hidden desires
speak to me from the recesses of your subconscious
***speak your way into consciousness
speak to me words and flashes of brilliance
speak to me of as yet undiscovered dimensions
speak to me in wave-lengths of timeless soul-ing
speak to me of your unmistakable knowing covered dimensions
speak to me in wave-lengths of timeless soul-ing
THE CREATIVE EXPERIENCE
****the creative experience channels it's way
into our hearts forges a path in the dark
***the creative experience awakens the slumbering giant who resides deep inside ...a giant of innovation
waiting to be bestowed with endless inspiration
*** *the creative experience
humbles the fortunate riders
who see that their experience
happened outside of their volition
beyond their conception
**** the creative experience;
despite all preparation
is really only a sensation
an integration
of a deeper voice
leaving us no choice
but to put pen to paper
and let the process unfold
because these stories must be told
with music and colors and feelings
that never grow old
LISTEN TO YOUR VOICE
*** listen to your voice
whispering to you in between the lines
the lines of wasted words
not allowing to be heard
the ever-so-subtle messages
of the Divine
fusing with your voice
in between the lines
***listen to your voice
begging you to speak out
what's really on your mind
not that actor reading the lines
while this true voice of mine
just gets drowned out
time after time
***listen to your voice
that overflowing resonation
that channeled inspiration
that heart and soul articulation
struggling to teach you the truth
of who you are
and what you must do
if you only could move aside
and let the One Above
speak through you
POETRY OF LOVE
your elegance, eloquence and elements
Dearest very adequate and blessed and blissed sister of
lotus light and showers of sustenance, shefa and love,
your intentions open up
inroads on my journey
your heart-filled communiques open up
gushing, blushing throngs of pure emotion
in my heart
your elegance, eloquence and elements open up
inner voices in my soul
your birthday wishes open up
newness , beginnings and emergence
in my life
i see your echoes
my sweetest and dearest sister of never-ending intrigue,
your voice never stops calling...
your allure , so sure, secure, so pure...
your words call , your image echoes endlessly...
your presence --so subtle, so fragile...
never stops calling.....
i hear your presence
i see your echoes
i feel your ephemeral space
i taste your colors
And I am swept up
My dearest sister,
Blessed are you Blessed are your blessings
I read them with a thirst A thirst that quenches
I know that their grace Is drawn from the highest realms
May your wishes Reflect back to you
All goodness and blessing All love and light
All angelic Embrace All celestial magic All Oneness
And I am swept up Into the slipstream Sweeping me into
A new realm Never before tasted By the conscious being…
Yet forever experienced By my Soul
I know you From another place and time
I’ve sung to you With songs of heart
And poems that rhyme… I can’t place it clearly
I don’t quite know Who you were In my life…
But I know That this feeling inside
Is so pure And so sublime
“The Journey’s longer
Than I thought
My love…
Lots of things
Get in the way…
But every time
I think of you…
You just steal
My heart away’’
Yours is a love of water
So pure and so divine
Mine is a love of fire
whose passion transcends
all space and time
May you always be
I hope this day fills you with awe, laughter, love, joy, inspiration and the brightest, purest, most luminous and beautiful rays of celestial light.
May the divine mother bless you with her compassionate ever flowing love and may you forevermore abide in the presence of the Divine beloved,
May you never know separation from the One light, not even for a micro-second,
May all the goodness, blessings and abundance of the heavenly and earthly realms be instantly and continuously showered upon,
May the heavens bless you with completeness, allness and oneness in all your endeavours,
May your presence, words, feelings and actions always inspire purest love and peace in all sentient beings known and unknown,
May you have the blessings and unwaivering aid of the luminous beings, archangels, and all benevolent beings to raise you and keep you at the your highest potential,
May you always be filled with lumene de lumine, deum de deo.. and may celestial unstruck melodies of the most enchanting angelic choirs fill your ears with divine songs and praise,
May you embrace with full knowing and complete surrender that you are without limit, beyond space, beyond time, you already are everything, and everything is you, you are the bliss of the universe
May all barriers and fears dissolve instantly and may you be filled with unshakeable faith and purest truest love and ever abide in the one light
May you always abide with the greatest love and humility at the feet of the Divine Beloved, the One light of lights..
sending you purest love and shimmering light and the highest blessings
speak in silence
my dearest sister of the celestial realms,
thank you for your well wishes....
i see your words
i see your name
i drink your words
i drink your jasmine-ing
my heart longs to engage you in heart dialogue....
my words wait to be assessed, at the gates of the elders of the heart tribes...
they inform me that i can speak if i have someone who will speak back to me...
please, dearest sister ,
sister of love---water love,
speak to me from the heart,
speak to me of the love of water and fire too,
speak to me of passion
my eyes seek to see you in the light of the dawn
my heart longs to know you in a way that only hearts can know
speak to me sweet sister of the night
speak in silence
speak in sacred song
speak to me from the collective subconscious
that lies hidden inside you
from time immemorial...
A taste of……
Wishing you -------
A taste of eternal bliss
A taste of the world that’s always coming
A taste of the fusion between you and Hashem
A taste of the source of all blessing
A taste of the higher reaches of Soul
A taste of being here and now forever
A taste of knowing that all you do, did and will do
Is only Hashem working through you
Like an artist working their brush to
Create a beautiful painting
A taste of infinity
A taste of knowing
A taste of alling a taste of endless pleasure
A taste of the Oneness
A taste of love for all and all for love
MAY___
may this week flow for you like the rivers of light that flow from the
vortex of the hidden gardens....
may the heavenly music ring in your ears as you take your baby steps
may the angelic myriads light up for you the way to the
magical mystical castle
may the fragrances of myrrh and frankincense and jasmine
guide you intuitively to know your chosen place
may my love reach out and touch you in a way that it has never done before
creative ways
my dearest sister, from the essence of my soul to yours :)
---creative communications, and creative solutions to all the challenges of your life
and creative allignment and creative ways of seeing and creative ways of hearing
and creative ways of feeling and creative ways of thinking and limitless creativity
in all that you do---and all with endless love from the One Above and me too
who are you?
and thank you for your silent mystique, and for your other worldly allure,
and for your opening up in me untold depths and heart-filled poetry....
i too am deeply grateful for the gift of your presence in my life, a gift that i haven't even begun to grasp...
your lonely journey, your romance of the spirit---bespeaks the anachronistic soul of one who
belongs to another higher & purer dimension
who are you sweet flower?
may the good Lor-d shine his light on you,
and bestow a spirit that's always new,
that hovers over every thing you do,
with love and softness the whole day through,
and lights up your life and the night time too
in her helplessness
I'll share your blues and pain and feel them now.......
and whatever i feel will reduce that much from you
and i ask Hashem to reach down and dry your tears....
and I ask Hashem to reach down and lift you up
into His arms like a baby, being cradled....
and loved an nurtured and cared for
I know how bad it can get...I know how hard it can be---well at
least i know it from memory....
so i cry with you[or at least i fake it... sort of] , and lift up my cloudy head, and say,
''She can't do it on her own, Hashem--it's just too hard....
Help her in her helplessness!!!!''
Help , we scream from the depths
MIMAAMAKIM KARATICHA HASHEM.....
and then --suddenly---- we hear a bird singing somewhere off in the distance....and then a softer thought comes to mind.....a memory...an nice image...and then you recall something good that you've done
and you feel some love in your heart for someone and something
and then another sweet thought and another.....
and then you say ' PERFECT AS IS'' [in all of it's imperfection---it's
somehow exactly what is called for--what is needed....]
and you just keep saying PERFECT AS IS----even though you don't feel it
---really.......but you FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE IT....and throw up
all of your blues onto a cloud and know that Hashem will take care of them, and you don't need
to worry yourself about them.....and Hashem will take care of your friend's father--in the best way, in the best timing.....and we don't re-connect with Hashem from a place of intellect,
but to the contrary, from a place of non-intellect--from
a place of closing our eyes and JUMPING AND SAYING
''HASHEM CATCH ME!'
wishing you endless love and healing and peace of mind
my sweetest loveliest sister
i see you in the silence
i see you in the silence eyes wide and lovely
snow falling ---bliss calling
music playing body swaying
lips are praying and i'm saying;
layla tov layla nifla layla shel ahava
layla shel refuah
THE POETRY OF THE INTIMACY OF EMBRACING ALL THAT THERE IS
Dear embracers of everything—ness….you never miss a beat…you never overlook a thing….all that comes your way is precious—and like a euphoric lover hopelessly hooked on the one they love---you show yourself to the One Above---and He does the same to you….and the view from that sacred vantage point is breathlessly beautiful----and though one might feel this is just all too much too grasp---all this everythingness---but truth be told---the intimacy of embracing all there is--- is the most profound intimacy that could possibly be—and life in it's totality will completely fall ------in love with thee-----and your reflection will constantly appear to you and to everything and everyone else ---and THIS will be your ongoing mantra---and the river of life will row your boat –and all you have to do is smile and float and watch the river flow----and surf the ocean of life's waves and allow your mouth to say the first thing that comes into your mind ---and surrender to the sweetness that you will find all of the time
REFLECTION
see your reflection;
in all that takes place
in all the faces you meet
in the love they share
in the thoughts in your mind
in the feelings you feel
in the unexpected twists and turns
in the miracles that only you can see
in the words that come to your ears
in the signs and hints presented to you
in the knowing glances surrounding you
in the subtle messages expanding you
in the fearlessness embracing you
THIS
* ***she closed her eyes to physical sight
and her thoughts began to take flight
and she could see how all that was
becomes all that will be …..
****and she leapt into a place of infinity
because there was no other place that she wanted to be
and the infinity liberated her thoughts
and her words and actions too
and it was all that she could do
from disappearing and reappearing as something new
and all the scatteredness unified
and the chaos became rectified …
****and she heard a voice
somewhere deep in the recesses of her mind
whisper to her one word and the word she heard was THIS
and she then knew that THIS is bliss
WATCHING THE RIVER FLOW
watching the river flow everything goes
everything flows no one knows
where it all goes
the river flows to the sea so do we
the sea of wisdom the sea of life
the sea of eternity that's where we'll all be
the river knows all the secrets
of what was and what will be
if you listen real close you can hear the river's call
it speaks to one and all if you listen very closely the river is life
life is the river and the flow is the healing
and the secret is feeling that this too will pass this too will flow me
will grow me will show me
that the flow like life goes on forever
the river will set you free the river will let you see
that all that that was still is and will forever be
WAVES
Ahhhh...to be an intuitive channel
channel-surfing all the waves
in the ocean of life the waves!!
Can you see them now
Can you feel them now
And I constantly am surfing
through all the places
that I want to go
And all the things
that I want to do
Let me be a channel\ surfer
to articulate them to everyone
and to You ...
all the healing needs to come down
Let me be worthy enough
to be the channel
to draw the healing down
into here---
into this here and now-ness
into this time and space bliss
And all the heart feelings
that we want to channel
into this room to channel
deeply into this room
into our hearts and souls
into where I am & where I've been
and into where I am going
And all the openings
which we can see
Help me help me
Be a channel
for all those openings
All those openings
Help me see from one to another end
See from one end to the other end ..
and see a world
that never ends
to see the past, present and the future
and surf that wave for all it's worth
I ACCEPT YOU
***I accept you
for who you are
and you accept me
for who I am
***Who can really , truly,
make such a claim?!
Especially when it's directed
towards all that G-d
sends our way?!
***Words sneak in;
like If only____
Couldn't it be like this____
Why me____?
*** I accept you for who you are...
There is no greater love
There is no greater bond
***yet... we walk down the path of life
constantly wanting
needing
yearning
for it be otherwise
*** perfect as is
is a state of bliss
for those who can dismiss
the need for it be
something other than this
and when we say to G-d
I accept You
and all that You do
then G-d says to us
I accept you too
IN THE LAND OF SUBMISSION
~~~~here in the land of submission
we are given permission
to let it all go
~~~~all the voices are in harmony
all the choices are in synchronicity
all the love is shared freely
all the smiles are given effortlessly
~~~~ and you and me
can finally see
at the dawn's rising
a realizing
of all
we have been dreaming of
THE POETRY OF THE POETS
YOU ARE THE PEN –G-D IS THE POET WRITING THROUGH YOU
[*a few poems*]
Dear fellow channelers of your inner voice coming to you as a reflective Divine gift from the One Above ---in exchange for your appreciation and recognition that it's not you who are doing the composition—it is rather the recognition that the you are the pen –G-d is the writer…you are the instrument –G-d is the musician…..you are the mouth and G-d is the poet speaking through you….in that grateful and thank you spirit—here are some poems for you…..
THE EYES OF AN ARTIST
have you ever seen
the eyes
of an artist?
no--I don't merely mean
the outer surface features
I am talking about
looking deeply
into how their
eyes are seeing
their world
eyes of wonder
eyes of awe
eyes of seeing
that which
noone else saw
and when you look
a little bit deeper
you can see
peeking out at you
a reflection of your
essential being
beckoning you
to see
a whole new
THE POET
***The poet sets out on the prowl
He sneaks a look inside
He steals a glance outside
And the heart’s naked rawness
Begs him to not speak
And pleads with him to tell all……
***The words do not come from him
They come through him …
into him…
Renew him…
***It’s been a long time coming….
The fantasy spring seduces him
And all that he encounters
Speaks in rhyme
Snaps it’s fingers in time
Begs to be touched
Longs to be hugged
His is the allness
His is the Oneness
His is the wonderment
In all ways
always
WHEN HE PUT HIS PEN TO PAPER
When he put his pen to paper;
*The ideas
The associations
Were free flowing
and endless
*He built the vessels
that were able to contain
The lights of consciousness
The Lights Of dreams
The Light of lights
to fill those vessels
*He spoke to us of connection
He spoke to us of disconnection
He spoke to us of harmony
where the disconnection
and the connection
interweave together
in a fine blend
sending the reader
into harmonious bliss
all of this
and so much more......
*He painted the pictures
of the deepest gloom
followed by the brightest hope
and a hush filled every room
as the readers learned the
life lessons of how to cope
*He told the stories
of the grimmest fears
followed by
the most
courageous transformations
and everyone drew inspiration
*He laid bare his soul
and the deeper he would go
the more
he would touch the soul
of everyone who saw
the wonder of it all
in their own lives
*and he had no choice
but to keep on writing
THE POETRY
**the poetry demands to come pouring out
waterfall-ing free-fall-ing
personal all-ing going with my call-ing
** the poetry demands to be expressed
when you run across
a piece of life that would remain
forever neglected
if you suppress it if you don't address it
if you don't caress it
**the poetry must be articulated
in order to sweeten up
the dull and the drab
the harsh and the sad
the good and the bad
**the poetry--- you must let it show you
which way to go
what it leads you to know
what you are meant to say
**the poetry------ just take pen in hand
and let your fingers
do the walking
let your fingers
do the talking
LISTEN TO YOUR VOICE
*** listen to your voice
whispering to you
in between the lines
the lines of wasted words
not allowing to be heard
the ever-so-subtle messages
of the Divine
fusing with your voice
in between the lines
***listen to your voice
begging you to speak out
what's really on your mind
not that actor in you reading the lines
while this true voice of mine
just gets drowned out
time after time
***listen to your voice
that overflowing resonation
that channeled inspiration
that heart and soul articulation
struggling to teach you
the truth of who you are
and what you must do if you only could move aside
and let the One Above
speak through you
THE SOUL SINGS ALWAYS
*** *The soul sings always
she knows not
of higher
of lower
of ready
of not ready
and when we listen closely
than we can sing along
a never ending song
*** *The soul sees primal light
at all hours
of day and night
she allows in
unfiltered
infinite
love
and when we see
what she sees
at the very least
we'll always be able to see
a glimpse of ecstasy
*** *The soul is always engaged
in holy discourse
and the messages
she constanly shares
and when we speak
from the soul
we can reveal
the deepest secrets
of why we are
where we are
and where we can go
from here
*** *The soul is at one
with the Holy One
at all times
in all ways
and when we
turn our attention completely
to the ratzo vshov
to the to and fro oscillation
of the soul's divine illumination
then we will see clearly
that every situation
that life sends our way
is the best possible place
that we can be
THE POET
The poet sets out on the prowl
He sneaks a look inside
He steals a glance outside
And the heart’s naked rawness
Begs him to not speak
And pleads with him to tell all……
The words do not come from him
They come through him …into him…
Renew him…
It’s been a long time coming….
The fantasy spring seduces him
And all that he encounters
Speaks in rhyme
Snaps it’s fingers in time
Begs to be touched
Longs to be hugged
His is the allness
His is the Oneness
His is the wonderment
In all ways
Always
ONLY THE RAREST SOUL SPEAKERS CAN SHARE LIKE SHE SHARES
***when she allows
her deep feeling self
to come to the surface
no one can witness
this spectacular display
and stay complacent
and this master soul speaker
speaks to the heart and soul
of those who seek her
***when she reaches
deep inside
she taps a resonation
smoothness becomes her indication
and this new language
fills her up with sweet intoxication
and guides her
to share an articulation
that only the rarest soul-speaker can share
****when she searches
deep in the recesses of her being
she starts seeing all the many human beings
who are all part and parcel
of her own human being and that's why
the words she conveys and the way she says them
is the absolute sweetest thing
that they have ever heard or seen
and this magic soul speaker takes them to places
they've never been
*** *and her words become a song
and her song becomes a dance and this enchanting dance
tantalizes hypnotizes
mesmerizes
and anyone who truly sees her
realizes that they too have access
to this endlessness
to this endless bliss
SHE CONSTANTLY RE-CREATES HER REALITY
**The possibilities are endless
She understands this about her life
She knows that she can choose
Any one of a thousand interpretations
About what she sees
And what it means
**She also knows
that the perspective
That she chooses to focus on
Will make all the difference
In how life
will unfold for her
**She sees clearly
that life is Sacred text
to be read and acted upon
As one would –--directions one would receive
To get somewhere
of ultimate importance
**She is a master healer
And she constantly
recreates her life
in ways In ways
that constantly provide
hope and new life
When there doesn’t seem
to be any
** She is an artist at heart
And she is aware
of the artistic resources
At her disposal And she paints
the finest life scenarios
That anyone has ever seen
**She is a partner with The One Above
And she constantly listens
To His endless advice
And the two of them constantly
find in one another
the greatest happiness and bliss
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