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Love Games
A Poem Not To Understand
Two kids playing dating~
Get over it
Grow up
Become
One!
Do you
Think the
Beloved longs for
Your mind or your heart?
Tamed dogma or wild passion?
You might, actually,
Learn how to live with Him
If you could ever get over
Your
Self!
The stairs you climb
To Light
Are not to become an
Idol to keep you out of
The Sun’s arms.
Church pews will be
Cold until
Faces are aglow from
Last night~
Remember!
Turn up the Wine
Drink!~but not just any wine~
Some wine just makes you fat and sleepy~
Maybe, for once, you
Can forget yourself inside the
Red, Spinning Galaxy.
Quit adoring
Sun Light
Open your mouth,
Unapologetically, unselfconsciously,
Drink it~
All!
Don't give
A thought to what
They~the lazy sippers~
Say.
Then
Look toward all
Those who are
Water drinkers:
Smile and Shine.
There are Love games only
Those who have learned Being know~
“Silence… some ears can’t bear this Poem
Without thinking
'He’s crazy!'"
At least
I’m a Lover
I'm alive
I'm real...
How about
You?
No.
Dead churches
Cold dogma
Religious arrogance
Pale tradition
Self-suffocating piety
Preachers giving speeches
That’s crazy. Real crazy!
Blossom opening up
Sky pouring down showers of Light
Stars dancing on my face
The moon smiles and says, “Hi!”
I cry, “Beloved!”
Sparks, each carrying one name of That
No wonder Moses dropped face and shoes
No wonder Peter wanted to stay atop the mount;
So, how do we stay so calm and nice, in the
Presence?
My heart is
Dancing! ...
No more santuaries
Will block the Sun
Kissing my face.
Eyes close
Mind can’t contain this Beauty!
Heart can’t hold this Grace!
Self cannot remain quiet~
I must exclaim
“Wow!”
I became blind,
To see;
I dropped my garb,
To stand in the Sunshine naked for Him~
After all, what He most wants is honesty…
Right?
Eat figs.
But throw away
The fig leaves~
They will only make
You itch.
Unless you can freely shout “My God!”
You're still playing with religion
You’ve never kissed the Spirit
Never dropped like a glad drop
Into the Red World.
Do you play
The Flute for the
Friend at night?
Your problem?
You’ve never lost
Your
Mind.
Conventional religion,
Stale bread….
Why swim
In a muddy pond,
When you can sink to the bottom
Of the Ocean, still
Breathing?
Get up
Dance on this Floor
Until your ideas sink into your heart
And you see into every good you know
A Face laughing back at you, crying out,
“I’ve been waiting, just for you, so long.
Welcome!”
Sweet tasting freedom!
Rose' colored Life!
Eternity just unfurled
Sacred and secular snuggled close
Up to each other, closing their eyes,
And that One and I~
Blissful Forgetfulness~
At last!
Someone said,
“There’s an odd but wonderful
Presence swimming in these
Waters.”
Yes!
Never been Here
Before…
A shadow
Just looked from
Around that corner…
Now, … it is walking
Out to me~No death!
Don’t try to understand
This poem.
I would have
Added footnotes
If understanding
Would unlock a heart to
Such Love.
Only
Love
Opens
Love-
all else,
forget~Quick!
Listen to
The Whisper
Follow the breath
He’ll tell you what
To do.
Now, hurry! Throw yourself into the Surf
Be taken by the Tide
Beyond the horizon
Of everything you thought you knew~
Live it…
And
Don’t come
Back here
Again.
I’m exhausted~
Such being with You
Keeps taking my breath
Away Somewhere.
Thanks!
I love you~
Is all I can say.
To Brian
"Brian,forget all else,
but Love....; all else
were only steps to drop you
off into this Place
with Me."
The Sun, Your Beloved
What religion or so-called spirituality
is not of this Love
is nonsense~run from
it... as fast as you
can, for the sake of
your heart and
our world.
Have I shown you
enough of my heart
tonight?
*Brian K. Wilcox
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