Love is a state of Being

The time of conceptual thinking is over (for me)

You lose Your thinking memory
And dreams of a future that never comes
complete Freedom Full In the Heart

(ode to Rumi, Gangaji, Et Al.)

We swim out in the Sea
You wanted to get back in the boat

You did

as I dove deeply to dim light
& internal pressure
but always my closed Eyes radiated the treasure
In my grasp, in the palm of my heart

You allowed me, this diving
Just---for the freedom of it

And, meanwhile, on the shore, I stood, as well...
as I was riding the waves, at the same time

You remained calm and confused
You drift, in Your big ship, farther out from + In To the center of Our Universe
(sometimes You sail a fishing trawler)

When I flew overhead, You lowered Your net so that I might not get caught

I was lost in Your dream
and afraid of my own
Yet... this is how I found this natural one

To see love in everything, In Everyone
because It is, at last,
the all I ever yearned for,

uncovered In me