Give her permission,
Have the power
In her wavy dress,
to hold the reins
Of a mighty dragon
Defying the wind
With a sword
Commanding with the heart made from fire.
Only when the dragon would lay down
On soft and nurturing soil
Under tree fern leaves reflecting little waterdrops,
She would lay down with him, calm,
Earth wind metal and fire
Finally at rest.
B.C.
The flickering sounds of the fire in stillness
burning away the willfulness
floating On the holy river
like drop of water in the ocean
One falling into the One,
echoing the encounter,
Spreading stillness in the circles.
One falling into One.
The silence of potential,
What I feel
is unclear,
can my experience turn into exponential?
feeling Unity within
the connection becomes real.
I know I am here,
My body can dance out
This mess
Unknown to my words to express.
The dissonance between things
sways with the lightness of being
what more am I seeing
further from limitation blinded before by believing.
On the bar codes of consciousness
Falling like drops from the sky
I surrender my resistance, my control, my illusions
Less judgement – more trust
With open arms embracing a stranger
To feel welcomed
Body reassured
Relaxing into wonder.
Loving with opened eyes
Laughing with opened chest
Embracing with joyful heart.