This Empty Sky

how could you love so much you feel your heart bursting?
how could this beauty consume you so...
how could this impermanence you feared so much
become this beauty you longed for
how did this love you thought you could hold 
eviscerate you
and dissolve into seamless wonder

Looking through both sides of the mirror 
I can see your beautiful eyes shining 
spontaneously self arising 
self erasing 
radiance 

Looking back 
There is no path 
Looking ahead 
There is no road 
How beautiful your face 
At the edge of the world

clothed in sky
day weeps
sewn with spiderwebs 
blue needs no hem
pouring down the mountain 
pooling in shadows at my feet
wading through echoes
it is my own heart beating 
a continuous embrace 
of light in light
blue in blue
solitude stretched its arms around me 
as my heart burst into sky

The moon sails through my empty heart 
Walking through the dream 
Amazed 
I am the dream of amazement

moon lilly unfolds in spirals
galaxies unhinged
sings its love songs in the dark
night falls through its own echos as morning sings us 
a dancer stands in her own hush 
wilting into her absolute tenderness

bathed in shimmering gold
glowing from within
river of sunset 
ballet of shadows
flowing carpet of dreams
echoes of love call your name  
between light and light 
liquid eyes
melt the day 
into this love dream 
weeping

What do you call an open heart when there is no one left inside?  When no one saw their empty eyes reflecting in the garden glass looking out looking in?  
No one left their fingerprints on the window pain when no one went out the back door and no one entered leaving no marks on the threshold.  
No one embraced an empty shadow weeping in the kitchen at the enormity the immensity of a ravishing vastness a burning intimate all consuming brilliance superseding all ideas of emptiness.  
Brilliant awareness gazing out gazing in and meeting itself in 
This
Very
Kiss



Feeling this love life beauty awe aliveness 
With no lines between a me and this flowing dreamscape I wander through 
Carpet of echoes 
Of reflections 
Of shadows 
Weeping

She rides echoes of moon beams as they swirl into an empty dress 
where time lost its shadow 
and she lost her heart

How wondrous to get to feel it all 

Never the feeling that it’s happening to a someone 

No feeling that there is a tiller 

Or a rudder 

Or anyone to grasp them 

Sails merge into the sky and sea and wind and there are no lines to hold nothing...

...the tiger is your empty breath singing I love you, I want to eat you...

it is your own love calling...

rivulet of sun

pours down the canyon walls

parting the veil of darkness 

slides down the sidewalk 

illuminate my feet 

I waltz in this flowing carpet of shadows 

shadows dance through me

shimmering reflections paint my countenance in sky

with sky  

mirrored glances in this pool of echoes

reflect lifes longing to see itself

morning sings of day

I hear the dance of no tomorrow 

and it is beautiful 

beauty flows through me

I am beauty

I am everything 

And nothing at all

There are no things

Every brush of watercolor tears paints a heartbreaking story of you melting into sunset.  

Your tears unmasked were never yours yet they wrote your heart-song in an endless stream on the river of life that never began yet is always beginning and ending.  

You spied the magic in the flowing fleeting rainbow and longed to grasp it, but you never could as all you could find was your own empty heart reflected in the center of your eyes.  

Trying to catch the storm before it crushed you threw you into the whirl pool and you broke into a gazillion pieces of sky, each one reflecting the tears you so feared, and the love you were terrified to feel too deeply as you knew somehow that this love this precious life was never yours and you would lose it.  

You held out your hands filled with tears and melted into your own reflection.

This unbearably wondrous magic of life that seems to sing you as every thought dreams you, your tears unsigned are beauty itself. 

A love letter written for no one for everyone for this dance of tears and laughter and echoes soaring across the canyon melting merging twining twirling in a wind ballet through your mind screen.  

You are the love the lover and the beloved in this dance without an other or a center of the cyclone. You can feel the magic of life streaming through you as you wrapped infinitely and most intimately in your own loving embrace.

Chattering birds hidden in deep shadowy bushes punctuate the roaring waves, footfalls erased in sand, lovers under hanging cliffs baking in their own hotness.  

There is no path in this vastness there are no parts of sky.  

Shimmering streaming loose ends of my hair, ribbons in the wind, no inside no outside. 

A touch a glimmer a song of whatever appears in you as you through you, a cool evening breeze caressing your cheek, a slap in the face a tear a sob an echo singing life's beautiful melancholy, a rainbow awash in evening's breeze, shadows sliding into the light, flute songs coming from nowhere and everywhere, a kiss in the dark illuminating this wondrous mystery that feels like a gazillion petals endlessly unfolding into an unbearable tenderness,  the bloom the blush of love reflecting in everyone's eyes, dreams of life and love smashed to smithereens on the cliffs where you fell, your beautiful wings like tattered sails catch the last rays of sun.  

Rudderless, cast adrift on this edgeless sea of dreams, yet dancing twirling singing living and loving weeping in the canyon between the world of things and no things.  

The memory of the battle hangs, colored by so much love and laughter and rivers of tears smiling, the warmth of home.

Wind stirs in the aspens loosening late summer lanterns golden treasures flowing, skimming, cerulean waters rippling reflections of infinite winged sky.  Blossoming morning swirls into a call and answer sing song of shine and shadow pirouetting into a breath of cloud.  Of wind of rain of tears of smiles and that silent gasp of beauty recognizing itself, of a glance a touch an embrace, of voices across the lake echoing the music of songs of hate of love of passion in the night, of all songs that were never written and never sung yet heard and felt deeply, of my song of your song, of this song soaring blending merging effortlessly light into light.  

Clearly seen in this infinite kiss deeply intimate yet never mine to hold to capture to grasp and plunge it into my heart so I may know the song of life that sings me.   Knowing there are no songs to hold I always feel the magic of life, of death, of this fluidity of nothing of everything merging forever without dimension or time or any place where it is not, this obvious sublime miracle that feels like love swooning into love.  

Suspended in a drift of memory, there are no steps to where I never left where I never was, where I missed my shadow one late evening staring into the empty brilliance I have always been yet never was.  This magnificent unknowable mystery of life of love subsumed me and cast away all dreams of love yet love remained as a tattered tapestry of Infinitely facetted jewels riding bare back across my mind-stream.

It was just a beautiful dream that you were the mover of clouds.

hush of night reveals the dawn

waiting 

stretching her wings across the canyon

I open my eyes and soar as amazement 

finches gather at the feeders

darting and hovering and singing 

soft breath of the refrigerator 

steam from my tea 

warm cup in the cool dawn 

fingers sliding across the keyboard 

garbage truck like a howling elephant 

growling down the street 

neighbors cat stares at me through the glass 

yellow eyes in her black black fur

thunderous silence sings like this 

I fall into liquid sky

When there is a permanent suspension of belief in separation 

The feeling is as if suspended 

Edgeless 

Infinite....

There are no words 

And yet I sing and sing and sing 

I am a poem 

Unraveling

This primal hush of unknowing 

And no one to know 

Of soaring 

Of no one and no where to land 

Pure unbound spaciousness 

Wind and sun and sky flow through me

I am this wind dance shimmering 

tides wave hello

goodbye

hello

song of the seas...

heartbeat of existence 

you can hear it in this empty shell

drowning in your empty heart

echoes of vastness 

more intimate than your pulse

music has no melody without imaginary separation

nor love

he dreamed a lifetime in a moment

that had no beginning nor end

and awoke to realize he was the dreaming 

of the dream

of being dreamt

leaf slowly spinning 

lyrically floating down to the sidewalk 

one side meets its shadow

in a butterfly kiss

love asked for one last dance

space bled into your bones

watered the sounds of the night 

and the depths of the fathomless sea 

dissolved in sky

and erased your lines

your story an echo

that breaks your heart

the heart you never had

the love you never had

fills these empty shoes

this empty heart

this empty sky