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the bird of twilight…
The bird of twilight began to sing to the fading rose; by dawn his pain had brought his complaint to a close: She promises herself only when she is not to be found; and is always busy with others when … Continue reading
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The lover longs for the beloved in flesh and blood;
The lover longs for the beloved in flesh and blood; love is never so loving as the beloved’s own bod. Your absence is a tease we would rather live without; but for your presence, we suffer separation’s doubt! Our master … Continue reading
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baby ganesh bosses me about the day’s business;
baby ganesh bosses me about the day’s business; she wisely corrects me with an elephantine fuss. she is queen victoria who has taken birth again, whose commands continue to bind me nonetheless. rimpoche is an old yogi who meditates on … Continue reading
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we have opened the door to our heart and let you in,
We have opened the door to our heart and let you in, to find that we are the stranger and you are the friend. Base desire has so clothed the mind, we have forgotten our soul is beauty, but covered … Continue reading
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at kailash, the axis of the world, live shiva and parvati;
at kailash, the axis of the world, live shiva and parvati; the sweat from their loving falls as snow in pristine purity. their meditation melts and flows as grace to fill the lake of mind, which sustains the world with … Continue reading
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in our lost land of fast food and bad breath,
In our lost land of fast food and bad breath, we pray for the rapture to bless our death! Our resurrection will achieve liftoff. we will look down on those below and scoff. A mass ascension for the lucky few: … Continue reading
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May the muddied waters clear to reveal your face;
May the muddied waters clear to reveal your face; May the mirror be polished to reflect your grace. The wretched mind always repeats the same mistake- of forsaking the real and embracing the fake. The desire of self-image is brick … Continue reading
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This land is sacred because of the Master’s and Mehera’s blood
This land is sacred because of the Master’s and Mehera’s blood anointing earth. Splatters of grace will release a healing flood. The violent promise of America blossomed as a bloodied rose, and was offered as a tribute to genocide and … Continue reading
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Your love is a sacred fire of eternal flame,
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We hunger for the shards of light flashing from your eye;
We hunger for the shards of light flashing from your eye; May they wound our dark mind with brilliance until we die! Who, if we cried, would hear us among the many gods? The busy deities are such dull and … Continue reading
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