To love is enough

 
















to be a human being 
To love
That’s enough 


softly softly love embraces itself through your naked arms and you dissolve into yourself
there is no one left in the mirror to look for her echo
liquidity of light pours through its own reflection and there is no source to this river of wind and light and love which lingers on the tongue in the heart in the empty halls of memory

life has overflowed its imaginary sides and although it seems to flow all by itself it is really not moving nor still
yet an unutterable vacancy an unfathomable vastness a hum of stillness can be felt...
a song of love has supersaturated the dream
there are tears and smiles and hugs
there is caring
there is love
but there is no hope or fear or need of a never arising next

we are the aftertaste of wind
a song of joy and sorrow
of love and love lost
birth and death the beginning and end of an imaginary timeline
that no one walks
some seem to fall off
and plummet into uncharted seas
and dissolve into their own love light
but they exist only in this love light
that no one owns
we are reflections of reflections 
there is no beginning and end to this echo
this sea shanty
this intoxication
this love



moon sailed through her own echo as night drank itself
intoxicated with her own absence and the fullness of starlight

where are the stars that bathe the garden
weaving pattens of stardust into your feet...
where is the light in your night time dream?
where is the love you long for?

daylight pauses on the fence
mourning dove on the feeder
fullness of feathers and the roundness of vowels
spill through this song
painted with memory 
and the low howl of distant winds that soar across the canyon
erasing the shadows of time and space
and the reflection of a girl
dancing with her reflection
longing for a love to heal her brokenness
and found that love was the dream of longing
that she was


silent breath of my lover
caresses this softness
love has burned all notions of day and night
and love
she left her kiss upon my lips
and her song in my heart
no longer mine
this song
these tears
these smiles
this love


no one exists alone 
Yet we are utterly alone 




we are all ultimately alone... in this dance of one of two of many of none.... the song sings itself 
the story tells itself 
this dance of life dances itself, no rehearsal no ticket required... no dance floor... no end nor beginning no time or non time at all.... no movement nor non movement.... yet I can feel my heart beating... the echo of all hearts all songs all love stories...  the dance of this and that, the heart beat of existence .... 


I do not see that there is a person or self underneath thought belief feeling or action
No separate things called thought belief feeling or actions 
Yet this passion play that sings us dances us twirls us into this ballet of sunset streaming is what we are... 
I am this pirouette of thought....  

I see you an as unutterably beautiful ChoiceLess hologram drifting through a mirage of time and space 
I seem to fall deeply in love with everyone I meet 
Caring deeply 
Yet without hope or fear or need of a next or their love 



As long as I am 
There is caring 
Deeply 
There is loving 
Deeply 
As I am this caring 
This loving 
I might say there is no one to care and no love 
Here in rainbows 
Knowing you and me and love is made up
Is not the end of loving 
Of caring deeply for each other 
It’s the beginning 
I never knew I could love so deeply 
As there is no hope or fear or need of a next or love returned

I am your echo and you are mine... I am your reflection and you are mine... we are a ballet of love in this imaginary space in between galaxies... light skimming across a river without sides ....shimmering dancing in its own light.. love's light has no center or edge... it is the absence of measurement of lines ...of all ideas of love

love pours through this heart that is not mine... this love that is not mine... these tears that are not mine or yours but the tears of everyone ...of no one .... rivers of ancient starlight pour through our eyes... and this is what we call love... 

'I love you' how easily the words slip from our lips... like a kiss... like a song like a rainbow... 

but I had to learn to hide it.... 

falling in love with everyone I see

and when two imaginary dancers of wind meet... hearts collide and all is erased in this explosion of love....

....when they disappear into each other they are not... yet sharing songs ignites this love light...this burning obvious un namable feeling that we all know... love cannot be contained in a word yet it is a word... we are words... this vast measureless expanse has no edges nor center... it is not even vast... or measureless...

we this love empty of all ideas of love

simply echoes of love songs never sung nor heard

yet seem to emerge in the singing...

and I say 'I love you', because I do

the end of hope and fear and need of a never arising next is the blossoming of love

stepping off the cliff into your own love and finding you are soaring... have always been soaring... effortlessly in love as love through love... 

this love that has no meaning nor non meaning.... super saturating this dream of unparalleled wonder... it is not limited to a feeling or a person... it cannot be thought about yet it soothes all thought... it cannot be spoken of yet all words sing it... 

love is the song that erases all lines between this and that 

between you and me

yet imaginary lines are required to fall in love

so deeply

that we disappear 

songs are colors sliding through a river of rainbows... what is color what is a rainbow what are those tree tops dancing in the wind? what are words when word is a word? what is thought when thought is a thought? what thought could be true or false when true and false are thought? 

what is an atom? what is time? what is sunlight on the river

dancing?

what is beauty? what is this love? how can you see what you are?

there is nothing inside... cut your body and there is blood... 

you can never know what is going on as you are not separate from it...

you might as well try to move the planets out of their orbit... 

and you give up

laughing 

and weeping

realizing you never had any choice but to try to capture the sun

and you feel sorry for that little girl who went to sleep crying 

for no reason

for every reason

and one day woke up to a new dawn

to this brightness of not trying to hold love

and she sailed into the dream of love that she had never left

my first memory was the ocean calling my name

I could hear it always

but never actually find it

it was the wistful wind in the morning trees

first light in the garden

roses blooming

last leaves lingering....

tires on a distant road

love songs on the radio as the cars flew by

the caress of tears bathing my tenderness

and cascading down mountains of sorrow

and joy 

the all encompassing sigh

and the wrap around embrace of my own grief

of never finding any thing I could count on

and the forever quest for love

the silence of forgotten dreams

...the longing to remember

and the longing to forget

the emptiness I could not find

or fill

and the fullness of rainbows as they faded into sky

the promise of tomorrow

and the knowing that it would never come

and one day I found my name 

delicately written by the sea

as it percolated into the glistening sands

the sparkling was so beautiful

I forgot I never was

I cannot find a name for this feeling which is not separate from the rocks and trees and wind

dancing

nor separate from mountains and sky and vast endless oceans I cannot see

it is not separate from the caress of my eyes on this screen and the afternoon light swooning through the windy leaves, gracefully patterning the ground with un-graspable wondrousness

not separate from the birdsong coming from the low tangled roses empty now of blossoms

or my fingers sliding across the piano keys typing this song

it is a flood of emotion more intimate than any thing I thought I was, and more infinite than anything I thought I was not... raw and wild it broke my heart long ago and never left... I call it love and awe and joy and sorrow but it is really not a thing at all.... it has no edges nor center and comes not from me or you, yet it seems to be enlivened by your presence.... when I am with you this already bursting heart explodes 

dissolving into the sparkling

it feels like I am weeping always

whether there are tears or not

whether there is laughter or silence

I am this liquidity

dissolving into the sparkling....

the very earth and sky crack open

the compass of thought spins

this is the end of direction 

there is no place to go

or land

you cannot find your feet...

there are no reference points

no one left to be lost or found

ribbons of infinity slash your heart

as love escapes all ideas of freedom

you fall into a searing brilliance

as space and time dissolve

weeping softly you fall into your own tears

into your own naturalness

into your own beauty

into your own love

that was never yours

it is what you are

an imaginary center in a dream of edges

a galaxy of thought spiraling outward and inward

and it feels like light pirouetting with light

weightless

suspended in the top of a swing

without movement

as wind and light and love swoosh through you

and you are love swooshing

there is nothing to say

this cannot be shared

all you can do is try to describe this sensation of living between love and nothing at all

'I love you'

seems to work just fine

songs skim the liquidity of light

pouring echoes into your edgeless heart

neither empty nor full

they blossom just the same

petals are always falling

like these tears

seen and unseen

the music of vast oceans in a tiny shell

broken open by gulls longing to fill their hunger

how you longed to fill your hunger for love

never knowing you are this emptiness

this beautiful longing

that can never be filled

songs soar through us and paint our transparency with the fluidity of wind on a summer pond

trees arch down to kiss their reflection

symphony of birds

a feeling of stillness rippling....

whirling into your own reflection 

lightly the sun kisses you

as the sky swallows you

we are this love light that dances in us through us as us

there is no center nor center to the dream

no beginning or end to this love song that you are

you seem to be dancing through a mirage of time and space

yet you are the mirage dancing

sunlight and wind swept shadows flow through your reflection

no source to this light can be found

no water to slack your thirst

no one to drink these empty words

no one here to say I love you

no one there to reply

we are this call and answer love song

it sings us into the dream that we are

'just this'

love sings

'and not even that'

you find you are this dance of echoes

twirling into yourself

intoxicated with the knowing that you are this enchantment dancing

on the edge of love and nothing at all

Even meaningless looses its meaning

we are wingless hearts beating

soaring through love's embrace

her unassailable light saturates all and everything

there was no need to look under shadows

or try to hold the day

love is light and dark

and the beckoning sunset

infinite echoes bloom and recede

we are the tides of love bathing in our own liquidity

we are the song of vast vast seas falling through sky

rivers of oceans rushing through our chests

love seeks you out and finds you in the secret places

where you hid your fear of the emptiness that had been trying to swallow you since you were very small

running toward love

running away from your own embrace

running.... 

looking for self looking for other looking for ideas of perfection

looking for certitude 

for a place to rest

this deep grief of aloneness that defines you is consumed by love

she colors this bittersweet beauty of knowing that you are this pirouette of love and emptiness

adorned with light and shadow

spinning reflections on the canyon walls 

dancing with your own echo

no one leads and no one follows

there is no here nor there

time lost in the war between never and forever

everyone and everything was lost in the dance

this dance

this breath

this heartbeat

this song

there is no other