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Love (II) – A Poem.
Love (II)
The night reveals
the All of life
to eyes that
do perceive
within the shadows
that surround
the prophesy
that brings
to life, the
All of life –
the promise that
renewed
brings forth the
heart of All.
It’s love.
In ecstasy,
in passivity
amassed.
It’s love.
In
the disease.
It’s love.
The reprimand
that given to
the child
reveals the
lesson of
revealing All
unto itself.
Love.
The notion
and the answer.
The gift and
the receipt.
The potion that
cures all
ills.
Love.
The word
in all its forms.
The truth on
fervent brows
that revel in
the mystery
of muses that
expound
that nothing does
exist
outside of its
repose.
It all leads to and
reposes
in the rose
and in the
thorn.
Love.
The presence
and the essence.
The myth and
truth revealed.
The mystery unfolding.
The path that
brings to reel
the soul, the
Divinity,
the moth unto
the flame.
Perception and
reality.
The promise
now contained.
The reason for
the journey.
The path unto
itself.
The heart with
all its
yearning.
The passage now
to dwell.
Belief and
annunciation.
It’s love, in
All its
course.
The promise
now revealing,
it’s All that
All is
worth.
Love.
Love.
Love.
No other word
to say.
The Alpha and
Omega.
The beginning and
the end. -
Finding the Answers.
It can sometimes be difficult to get our bearings. It can feel impossible to find the answers to the questions we have or the clarity to discover the greater path we intuit exists.
Ultimately, what we are seeking is our highest expression of self. The question is not how do I, but rather who am I?
Discovering, embracing and expressing who we are is the path. And while the journey is filled with immeasurable support (if we have eyes to see), only we have the treasure that we are searching for.
In the words attributed to the Buddha, “No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.” Luckily, all we need is already inside of us.
All of Me (III)
I say I know
myself,
yet do release
my knowledge
deep
to those who
around me
say I am
me.I dwell in
places of desire
longing to find
myself.I do not know
who I am,
I do proclaim.Yet in my heart
lies all of
me.
ISABEL MARTIN-VENTURA 