invisible impressions
palm fiber color
what fever so strong
as the burn of Ahmed’s flame
innocence through fire
she carries the wood
so that alchemy may reveal
your essential form

these ever changing points
referencing self in a blender
all positioning relative
with no points unmoving

tiny feet moving without calculation
large strides fearless to extremes
our love waiting for precise configuration
nature’s compassionate dynamism

cannot see but move
cannot move but see

in the subtle layers of annica
our guide is born wise and pervasive
he is the maturity of feeling
the voice of wisdom before thought

plunge deep into even the violently moving
simultaneous streams
all around every moment
and do not discriminate their means

energy is completion of mind
and free at its source
to measure with instruments
will impede its flow

let it rise and fall
not to cherish or relinquish

the work is to constantly perceive
from the perspective of Source

embrace the source
with each breath full and empty
stalk each remembrance
with tiger eyes still and calm

NO SELF NO WHERE
EMBODIES ALL FORM

fires arise subtle enough
not to burn below pain
joy appears subtle enough
not to touch beyond satiation

be wild with acceptance
and calm with destruction
all these things
you very own heart beat

platonic forms cartoon like images
glowing negatives behind mind’s mask

animated moldings encircle dark infinitude
where your love and mine eclipse

here creations spring forth
a new persona birthed whole
from sub-subtle worlds
varied only slightly
as not to disrupt
the veils that protect physical cognition

empty face toward unconditional newness
the gatekeeper’s intent
towards compassionate involution

The wise are not dependent
on the means of cognition

As colored variations seduce effect, new vehicles are born, aligned, and enshrined
The means of cognition are used as paradigms for inspiration -
and to self sooth a stormy mind’s expressions of latent impressions

Well-earthed, unmediated Self-awareness is freedom
The very core which lovers embrace

From without other
A longing burns
To engage all things
Exactly as they are

with the sun so brilliant on your pale skin
together we fade the day
searching for contentment
in each others arms

perhaps your desire
is this sunset
and the clouds
your barrier

from the waking brilliance
we return to darkness
and this cause
past-present-future fall away

austerity and indulgence
plague an unenlightened mind
but with a warm sun
our vow is sealed tonight
inclusive of all those ways
you mistaken as shadows

delve deep into this
vast expanse
hold constant to truth
to God
to you True Love

foreign eyes internal love
the thread of your robes
bringing together
the source you hold
and the lives you encompass

what is this hesitation?
is time not so precious
as to give yourself to others
and let them rip and tear
with words and intention

do you take the hook?

where is that wild yes
in pain so great you cry
uncontrollable imagination
unclear lethargy apathy
voracious appetite desire
bliss beauty that shivers sushumna

is yes to approve-accept
or become-transform-assimilate
breath all in
breath all out
so precious all these things
full and empty

there is a motion of spontaneity
driven by intimate intuition
and the space time in-between
if you perceive it
you are already too late

just let it be

Without Reaching
One Transcends Time
Without Thought Creation
One Transcends Dimension

Movement only Binds
Stillness a Cure
Unwind these Impressions
Give Yourself One Hundred Percent

In the winter on a still frozen night
The moon illumines clouds nearby

I try to deny you control by body
though windless storms child eyes
the maniac’s relentless opinions
shading dark faces out of perspective

to touch your face with cold tears blind
I adore you every limitation

veils only cut a single plane
abandon trying to hear from one into another

we dance asynchronous unified dynamics
making love to all these forms

in-between this communion and that execution
we exchange intricacies in dull lucid silence

nothing is left out of this intimacy
all these feelings we share

do not grope for me with incense and prostration
feel me as shy, scared, and all pervasive
feel me as all those things you try to hide

burning angst right angle solid
grows inside his chest

point point linked intricacies
fascinate his voraciously curious mind

original gestures
interface meta conscious creation
to love hate and exhaust
clarity and discrimination

letting go we will not be moved
growing in the pain of paradox

etheric warrior binding actions
is liberated wearing invisible shrouds

Sometimes the flavor of thought excites insistent preferences
Like atoms of wind caught, split, and sold as necessities

Contemplation is not coerced manifestation
Rather active mind learning to feel the familiar face of skillful means

Up Down Plus Minus riding the waves of dissolution
Empire sands falling through the fingers of laughing adepts

Do not hesitate in the Presence of the face that encompasses
Do not tremble at the sight of vast empty

What could be more fulfilling than making love to all these things
Right here now their excited chatter – Your very own heartbeat

True art is seen living intertwined behind vision
Be with This now and you will know true love

Beyond two eyes penetrating visions
are deep recesses of psychic composition

Mind engulfed by emotions on the threshold
of negative space

A child reaching for chaos
bound by the hearts ceaseless day’s and nights

A man awakened in prostration
by death’s free clear embrace

Mother’s watchful sword is never perceived
outside the Ocean’s womb

Where is the Buddha when you see the flower?
Is the scent of her embrace

in silent words
fullness of being

do you fear
your own power?

environmental phenomenon
refined absolute
foundation of birth

an instance of clarify
smile
awake

for the vampire
there is no choice
to walk or rest

the world is your sustenance

happy face ignites sleeping heart
world weighed against a feather
all things disappear in true love
Roshi’s embrace comforting death

the trained horse walks with confidence
knowing the beloved is taking him home
eloquence of skillful precision
traverses all paths calmly and joyful

late tonight ears mute eyes fade
invisibles revealed very real
material fabric clothing sensation
oh how long we’ve ignored our own creations

blank hands caress what cannot be remembered
the most familiar face of beauty shown
center of gravity mind fixed in koan
Hogen, my dear, what else do you need?

the equipoise of consciousness
the mean of words, thought, and action

refine one’s constitution
to a mute grace of subtle demeanor

it is here where identity loses dominion
and appearances resemble that of friends

beaming smiles of eternal intimacy
arteries feeding from the same heart

this nearness is the mystic’s touchstone
when your voice and my voice become indistinguishable

His eloquent winds entice me to roam
with lust for return to a place called home
these wounds still fresh from the intimate fire
pilgrim eyes search for comfort but tire

an amnesiac dining on his own flesh and blood
at the table of identity the gate of Moshe
faint memories in closets organized by years
cloths of perception, conception, and fear

this worn to cover a naked vision
of opposites performing intricate incisions
implicate decisions defying free will
when we breath with the empty, the silent, the still

We travel along, the impostor and I
complaining about pain & discomfort
cycles roll hard our weary eyes
each forgetting the last

We sit alone in love & hate
I ponder ways to hide his face
in hope that Master won’t notice
the darkness of my heart

Late each night you sneak in
and hover above my bed
with mirror & rose in hand
whispering nothingness in my ear

I awaken to the nightmare
tail eating snake
A flower for the impostor
while Master and I
dance inside the mirror

Oh my dear Friend you simple words
excite a way to thrive
inside sweet passion’s
adrenaline touch

Your wild eyes
sharpen sight to gaze beyond
ignorance’s notion
of you and I existing separate

Your confronting presence sounds
fog horn cries
warning distance between self and Master

Your gentle smile
begs forgiveness
if ever my heart
strays too far

Oh you my friend
are the sacred teaching
of everlasting companionship
making this life
worth living

just letting go
sincere confession
burning internal
subtle impression
abandoning disease
righteous thought
an attempt to sell
what Maya has bought
just letting go
illusion of technique
spiritual path
a possession we keep
shadows inside
hide our desire
subconscious paradigms
fuel this fire

This burning inside destroys my world
each time I imagine your face
absent of form violet violent eyes
panther strides revealing my desires

These hands shake on arms of discomfort
embracing crumbling paradigms of truth
Castle walls bricked notions of self
dissolve each time you glance my way

How can this guilty heart love God
stained by insecurities of wine so red
So human this intensity
that perpetuates creation

I cry cuz I can’t keep grip
of this ruin demanded
by your simple calls
for friendly exchange

How can I exist any other way
than the object of your obsession
when I’m crushed every moment
separate from you embrace

Oh Baba,

Gazing towards the infinite expanse, your eyes reveal my precious veils.  Back and forth we swing, exploring the depths of this tree.  I beg for revelation, illumination, then burrow my face in you embrace when I can’t handle to see the power of this storm, your grace in form.  I’m torn.

tip-toe ponderings
bloodshot restless awareness
cold face longing for touch
lonely eyes passing by
urban stranger stand hard
heart whispers
impersonal stimulation
the oppressor’s hand
slowing stroking death
with signs illusive design

Step by step earth imprints our feet
with a universal mould from the guilder’s torch

Everywhere Mother’s smile welcomes you home
from cold dark travels to deep warm comforts

Do not lust for Her companionship
for it is your intense longing that attracts Her grace

Fly towards those tears that purify the heart
suffer knowing she patiently waits for a sincere cry of urgency

There is no gift to satisfy the man who has everything
while the empty mind treasures each glance as a previous jewel

Paradise is locked in the depths of heart
and your friend offers a key with the price of obedience

Hold hands with the one who’s eyes touched by His
gaze through your iron malice

Travel only to return
to that place you never left

Visions inside a perfect mirror
reflect love’s singular sphere
all pervasive
dreams the seer
sight to reveal
a single tear
a single fear
of seperation

pilgrim expands horizontal vertical
consciousness ordered implicit spherical
degrees assigned point point grid
consciousness veiled reality hid
behind iron impressions determined roles
a gambling magician distracting souls
from waterway course natural flow
words never spoken by those who know
way shower smiles
admiring my confusion
discourses like tiles
organizing illusion
Momentary glimpses of everything even
comfort knowin someday I’m leavin
this world of I, me, mine.. my mind
gross subtle mental association defined
this blood addicted mosquito flies by night
searching for annihilation
in his electric blue light

these days swing
like restless pendulems
evading sweet
momentary glimps

just let her in
to sing and dance
your logical genius
disrupts her flow