Like the Blazing Sun

Dancing_Candle_FlameLike the blazing sun I burn,

Like the Blazing Sun.

 

And the flames lick my belly like the cat licks her young and I purr like the mountain lion on its morning run.

And I will not stand for your existence when you look at me with twisted eyes of pain.

I will walk into the heart of you with a gaze like thunder, until the threads that hold your centre tear and break apart.

I will walk into the pitch black of night with only my dedication as the blade that will cut those cords of ignorance free.

I will plummet, free fall, and jump into the dark abyss with only the light of my passion guiding the way.

I insist, persist, demand the taste of the tasteless touch of your tongue.

It may be cloudy in the sky of this One, but she knows no end, and cannot settle without seeing, indeed Being, her Sun.

 

Like the blazing sun I burn,

Like the Blazing Sun.

 

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Dancing with Pain

Photo by Brooke Shaden: http://brookeshaden.com/

A grain of sand taps softly from within, asking for my gaze

She calls for release from her grain-like nature, wishing nothing more than to merge with the ocean from which she came

Held within the safe Space of my Being, she rises

Her torment melts in the loving hands of my surrender, her edges crumble

Her form dissolves into the Heart of this Space.

 

A particle cast to shadow now brought into light, a grain of pain feeds from the Source from which it came

But wait, she beckons, she calls me forth, into the Heart of her

Her release requires my everything, to know her as my very Self

No silent witnessing, no holding her in love

Only my full falling into her, will break her from the core.

 

She calls for entry

She invites a depth of surrender that breaks us both into the unseen depth from which we rose

The dance begins, an inner communion which unites us at the core

And in the heat of that dance, a fire is born,

That burns and binds her to my very Self.

 

Together we rise

Together we breathe

One breath

You will be mine, she says

I will be yours, I say

Take me, she says

You are mine, I say

And in the full depth of our intimacy

The tears begin to flow

I know her pain as my own

I am her pain

No you or me

Or here or there

Only the Burn of our Merge.

 

 

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