long dark rain
morning sleeps
bathed in rainbow dreams
breath of first light
flowing tattered clouds
sky dissolves into sky
words are their echo
rippling through themselves
letters prop up the page
paint the sides
and substance
upon which they are written
sky is its own reflection
it has no source
nor end
its parameters are formed by the very word
sky
no thicker
nor thinner
than thought itself
this love which has no words
is all words
it cannot be spoken of
yet it is this very song
lost and found in the vowels
and consonants
never held
nor captured
love letters never written
nor un-written
beautiful tattered remnants of a fabric
that was never woven
flow through the wind
it paints
my heart lay in the shallow of moon
sweeping windy tides across ancient shores
where no one lay bleeding
or weeping
water into water
wet into wet
I was a mariner longing for safe harbors
and endless oceans
longing and fearing to lose the edges of my heart
love and love lost are the breath of life
singing in the fathomless depths
exploding through the imaginary surface
love swallows sky
it was simply its own reflection
leaning down to kiss itself
with our lips
love drowns in itself
with our lungs
love caresses itself
with our hands
love recognizes itself
with our eyes
we meet
and disappear into each other
love sings itself
like this
love is memories of cherry blossoms
falling
through this placeless heart
through these empty eyes
without memory there are no lovers
nor love
to kiss itself
doves gather at the feeders
swoop up in front of the window
tail feathers arching
spring in fall
summer in winter
seasons have no place...
love blooms
and falls
only in our mind stream
love has no song
but this ocean song that sings itself
it is this very flow of words
that paints its movement
and its stillness
for what is the sound of moonlight
when there are no lovers to listen?
silver sea
silver sky
lost between shadows
rainbow light shimmers
and dissolves
into its own echo
love a song of light
and dark
dissolving
into their mirrored reflections
unwrapping the swirling rainbow dream
colors slid off the paper
words fled into letters
vowels and consonants abandoned their sounds
lines and squiggles could no longer capture
pure space
that had no space
pure light
that had no light
there was not even nothing in the core
all grasping
dissolved with my hands
trying to reach the other side
I crashed through the mirror
and dissolved into infinite shards of empty light
there was never anyone on this side
or that
the sides were imaginary
as well as the middle
infinite love burns away freedom
and non freedom
and all concepts of love
this conflagration burns its own fire
leaves not even nothingness
or emptiness
we are cascades of river dreams
sliding through the ocean of love
it is love's echo you feel in your chest
breathing water winds
her reflection is your shadow
dancing with itself through the tides and
stillness
thought dancing above and below and
through the currents of time it creates
spiraling whirlpools of sublime emptiness
fill your eyes with rainbow beauty
tears spill into their own wetness
their own saltiness
water into water
wet into wet
sea dreams into sea dreams...
it is not really joy or sorrow
overflowing
in you as you through you
it has no name
not even love
for it is not a thing
separate from you
or the ocean
there are no edges or center to this love
that looks and feels like anything at all
you know that
it is only an ancient mariner's tale
that there are shores and sandy beaches to walk upon
and some one to marvel at the unfathomable beauty of the sea
some one here to say 'I love you'
and someone to hold your hand
as we walk
bathed in love's edgeless beauty
ancient sidewalks sign their names on pools of drifting shadows
leading nowhere
bleeding everywhere
there are no signs or trails to this sublime emptiness
that has no edge nor center
no one to live there
to leave
or return
all words are love letters
water color dreams
enchantments of thought
with no magician
and no one to be fooled
without words there are no tears
nor wetness
no saltiness
and no tender cheeks to slide down
ocean of love swallows all words
and sings them
with your tongue
your lips
your cheeks
your breath
sounding the vowels and consonants
into a kiss that kisses itself
this love that sings itself
like this
like this
just
like
this
the dream dreams itself
ocean of love sings itself
breathes itself
drowns itself
through your beautiful eyes
your beautiful lungs
your beautiful heart
your beautiful lips
a million dreams of love and love lost flow into and through each other
new and familiar
all words capsize the ship of dreams which has no rider
no sails
no captain
no surface upon which to float
there is no bottom to the sea
just reflections of ripples
memory floating in a sea dream of thought
echoes surfing unfathomable depths
sound and silence nestle in each others embrace
it was a memory of wind that sang your shadow into this dance where no one leads and no one follows
no source to the wind
no source to the sea
no source to the echo love dream that dreams you and me
time lost her shadow as she fell into loves embrace
I fell through worlds upon worlds upon worlds as the horizon collapsed and heaven and earth merged
I lost the sun and moon and stars
I lost my hands
my heart
my lips
my teeth
my tongue
love falls through all words as they slide into themselves
words
skim
the surface of sound
but cannot fathom the depths they create
wind
leaves no shadow
it is only echoes blooming
and fading
tides rising and falling
with no shore to reach
the banks crumbled
the walls dissolved
all rivers
all tears
consumed by the sea
ocean
breathes
waves crest and lean their heads backwards
laughing
rainbows
anoint
the stormy sky
colors as thick as the thought they are made of
blend and swirl
dissolve into sunset
translucence slides into and through its own transparency
seagulls cry
I am an echo in love with my echo
no inside
no outside
no middle....
love flows into itself
featherless wingless love soars
naked wild free
without anyone wearing this nakedness
beyond freedom or non freedom
hearts unbound by love itself
ripped into ribbons of color
threads of light
untangled by wind
unwritten by rainbows
blooming
falling
fading into the scent of wonder
my breath is your breath
it is the wind of life sweeping across its own reflection....
light pirouettes with light
sea-foam castles bloom and crumble into the sea
it was only a dream that I was separate from the ocean
and it is a dream
that I am not
neither sublime nor nightmare
neither bad nor good nor both nor neither
neither perfect nor non perfect
the dream of I am collapses and falls through its own echo
sand drifts through sand
wind drifts through wind
sky pours through sky
sea pours through sea
love breathes love
like this
and sings your name
sings my name
we appear as each other's shimmering
I have no colors without your eyes
sigh of rainbow blooming
fading into morning light
there were no colors that didn't break your heart
...there were no colors at all
rain
cloudless sky
sails bloom over the sea
surrounded by evening winds
gulls nestle in the warm sand
lit from within
stillness flows through wind swept shadows
feathered waves of transparency flow into skylight reflection
this rainbow dream
weeps
this sea of dreams is a love song
melancholy and sublime
singing itself
into its very arms
holding everything
grasping nothing
there are no sandy beaches
or rocky shores
all harbors are imaginary
as well as deep deep currents
fathomless depths
and endless skies
breathing these very words
these very thoughts
this ocean of love
sings itself
dreams itself
paints itself
into a heart shaped melody
swirling into infinite color
dancing
swirling
streaming
into and through itself
where was I
when was I
when I heard my heart song echoing
on the distant shore?
how many love letters did I send?
how long was I waiting for my lover to return?
how many deep dark nights did I howl at the absent moon?
I was the longing for love
not knowing that is love itself
singing my name
her name
all names
echoes in the dark
I heard my voice
in midnight
blossoming
and it was yours
our heart songs
have no words
are all words
every word spells love
spun in distant shadows
shimmering on the edge of light
and sound
and color
love sings your name
and it sounds like this
and this
and this
can you hear your beautiful love song
through my lips
I can only find mine
through your beautiful beautiful eyes
we are love's reflection
sparkling gems
wind swept tears
of ocean song
all ‘knowing’ is conceptual
Without memory the present stream of perception has no context
The ocean would not even be known as water...
or wet....
words form imaginary lines
Incising nothing into everything
silver sea dissolves into silver sky
sky pours into sea
horizon unfolds its grasp on your heart
all direction is lost
your footprints fade
into light
into dark
into nothing at all
the path is not lost
or found
it never was
there was no one walking silvery beaches
trying to gather love's treasures
this love that cannot be held or lost
swallows all ideas of love
thin sliver of moon
sails on an empty sea
ocean of love
dissolves into itself
seekers of moon glow bask in midnight's gaze
seekers of light stir their tea
steam rises
spirals of love
bloom and fade
scent of coffee blooms into morning
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