Symphony of Infinite Reflections

Symphony of Infinite Reflections 

The scaffolding that held up the sky collapsed
And you found yourself clothed in clouds
And rainbows 
And endless blue
The sun and moon rose and set within you
Leaving a blazing trail of starlight
Dancing through your nakedness
Without the earth and sea to contain it
Sky flows into sky

Without the sky to hold them
Earth and sea pour into their empty echoes
A seamless ballet
Without end or beginning
There are no edges
To be lost
Or found

After you are swallowed by the universe
It spits you out into its edgeless beauty
And you sing
Or not
No one dances
This water ballet
Of infinite wetness
That slides into itself without moving
Through your beautiful beautiful eyes



Overtones of radiant beauty soar through this rippling vastness 
Empty of sound
Empty of color
Sky without sky...

Shimmering echoes reverberate in hollow caves deep in the mind stream 
Pools of reflections dance with the slightest breath 
Even the smallest touch 
Of moon
Swirls into this place of unimaginable wonder
Flowing into itself 
Through the light in my eyes 
Wetness falls into wetness
And I weep

How your eyes caress the intimacy of sunrise
Shines in this heart
That sings of a love
It cannot kiss
Or hold 
A wraparound bouquet of infinite petals
Ever blooming 
Ever wilting
Color slides through color
As we dance 
As we dance 
As we dance 
And fall in love 

This song of infinity 
Has no name nor number 
It has no words 
Yet contains all words
Syllables fall through the consonants
Glide among the vowels
No mouth can hold

Yet all lips sing this love song
In every breath 
The universe sings your name 
Unabashedly naked
Love is falling in love with itself 
You can hear it
In the song of the finches
And the sunflowers
And their petals
Falling



No one walks along this 
Star strewn path
Where heaven and earth embrace
And slip into each other 

Vibrations of ecstasy hum
Reverberate the marrow of love
Into meaningless words
Unanswered letters spill into the sea

Indecipherable 
Is love’s song

Written with wind and rainbows 
In the autumn leaves
Tied with ribbons
That have been unraveling 
Since the day you began to feel 
You were separate 
From love 

It is unknown who sings these words
That move my lips and teeth into familiar shapes
It feels like a love song to me
I fall through the spaces in-between the sounds 
And emerge in the silence left behind
It paints me
And dissolves me
Along with itself...
And we flow into forgotten melodies
No one can forget 
Or remember


Melodies of ancient filagree
Stir your heart into a swirling collage of light and shadow 
And unseen colors 
Weeping at the beauty of their unheard song
That illuminates love and all thingness
In this symphony of infinite reflections

You cannot see it
There is no one inside looking
And no outside to look

It listens to itself
Through the ears that no one owns

Sees itself dancing 
Through the eyes that no one has

Falls in love with itself 
Through the heart that has no edges

There is no other side to love 
You know that 


What music moves these lips into songs that make me weep
It comes from everywhere 
And no where
It illuminates itself
Through flowing shadows
And sunlight dancing on rippling streams 
No one mouths the words
That no one hears
And everyone knows by heart
Written with blood in blood

Through these veins and arteries pulsing
Arises the desire that seems to animate the world
Into a heartbeat of this and that
A flame that burns itself
A wind that breathes itself 
A song that sings itself

Words paint the universe into mountains 
And valleys
And this pair of ravens perched on a naked branch
Their silhouette fades into the darkening sky
All words are lost
Scattered in the canyon winds
Playing with their own echo
Losing themselves again
In this stunning silence

Layers and layers of transparency
Slide into and through each other
Reflections of reflections
Lose themselves in this echo’s dream

Clouds rising and falling
Ancient tides
Never left their hands on the sea
They appear to push and pull our world
These tales of forgotten seas...
This dream that forgot even itself
Yet hangs on every word
Aching to hear the message
Left when time collapsed
Into this very song
That paints this tight tight bud unfolding
And a heart infinitely blossoming
Myriad shades of falling starlight
Are simply wavelengths of unknown hue
Sinking into twilight

Beauty falls into the memory of its own untamable beauty
Unfathomable this wild wild love
Falling in love with itself 




Infinite love requires nothing
Adds nothing
Subtracts nothing
Includes all and everything
Even the feeling of lack

Simultaneously held
And dissolved
In love’s delicate caress
From within 
From without
All sides 
That never were
Nor will ever be
Erase themselves
As infinite spaciousness
Explodes 
Implodes 
Into
Itself

The imaginary you and the imaginary other dissolve into each other
A constant union of what never was apart
Never having happened
It never will... 
and yet 
It is always happening
This dream within a dream within a dream...
Spinning swirling 
A bejeweled skirt of echoes
Wind dancing with wind

The collision of never and forever blasts apart the known world
Adorning all and everything with a seamless brilliance
You are the gypsy clothes of love
That no one wears
...a mirror of your own emptiness
Spins...

Your beautiful reflection slides off your face
The mirror disappears
There was never a door or window 
Between inside and outside
This portal to infinity
Swallows itself
Lost as infinite beauty
This very kiss
Has no more or less meaning
Than tree tops
Dancing in the wind

The heart of a poem cannot be hidden
There are no secrets in these words
That draw you or repel you
The secret is the words
That seem to capture a slice of sky
And catapult your echo into 
A magical river of time
Tumbling you over cliffs
Through canyons
As you merge with endless seas
Reverberating an ancient melody
That forms all worlds
And this very moment
Which has no beginning nor end

Songs spin a spider web of sound
Into filagree of light
Your nakedness unfolds 
Petal
By petal

And the child sits by the road
Watching the cars go by
Marveling at the magic of infinity
And the roundness of the distant hills 


self is an imaginary lens between inside and out...
a memory of falling shadows glistening in the moonlight
traipsing down the garden path
caught in a never ending somnambulistic loop
a thought dream spinning tales
a web of words
painting a lone figure
walking on the edge
between the known world
and the unknowable

this vast immeasureable emptiness
is longed for and feared
but really 
it is not even nothing at all
no one can reach it
for here there are no things
there is no here
nor there


the attempt to capture light 
creates a shadow


is love the clothing of the heart
or is the heart love's adornment?
who wears these garments of love's streaming shadows
these reflections sparkling in their own light

mirrors dance through an echo of wind
splash color and light across the known world
where no one stands waiting for midnight flowers to bloom
and ache for the moon to kiss them

what is underneath the kiss of light and dark
where is the meeting of never and forever
where is that memory you lost...
where is love
but in the blooming and wilting of your tender nakedness
that no one wears
or can cast aside

these eyes that no one wears 

these songs that no one sings

these tears that have no name nor number

pour through their own wetness

reflections that have no source

shimmer into pictures of you

this tsunami of boundless light

consumes oceans of memory

no one wanders empty beaches

listening to echoes of love that never found a song

yet reverberate into all words

felt in everyone's hearts

felt on everyone's lips

the breath of no tomorrow

never separate from the day

night blooms in all its splendor

love needs no words to swallow the sky

wings of light consume all notions of darkness 

spiral through the absence of day and night

where no one wonders where their reflection went

when the echo of a thousand moons

pierces your heart

it bursts into flames

it is the heat of your own desire

that sears you 

leaving not even ashes

for the wind to blow away

fire pirouettes with fire

sky dances with sky

rainbows have no colors

love has no beauty

we are flight itself soaring into its own ripples..

we are each other's dreams silently singing the song of day

Clothed in moonlight 

A Shadow’s reflection