From a crowded firmament of
constellations, a galaxy reaches
out to stroke my cheek with a
single, spiral finger. One star
speaks: "Life is not a test.
There is no key to find, or
door to open. Self-improvement
is not the point. There is only
awakening. And one day you
will all awaken to the rapture
of the great lovemaking, when
the heart of everything is
revealed as you; when the myth
of separation is burned to ash
in the searing flame of truth."
constellations, a galaxy reaches
out to stroke my cheek with a
single, spiral finger. One star
speaks: "Life is not a test.
There is no key to find, or
door to open. Self-improvement
is not the point. There is only
awakening. And one day you
will all awaken to the rapture
of the great lovemaking, when
the heart of everything is
revealed as you; when the myth
of separation is burned to ash
in the searing flame of truth."
A lifetime of forgetfulness
erased in an instant of
remembering. The Beloved
enters, takes me in a whirl
of tenderness and bliss.
In that moment, two are
one, and one is everything;
stars and souls are whole,
unbroken, flowing motions;
what is wrapped in skin or
cloaked in form has no birth
or death or destination.
erased in an instant of
remembering. The Beloved
enters, takes me in a whirl
of tenderness and bliss.
In that moment, two are
one, and one is everything;
stars and souls are whole,
unbroken, flowing motions;
what is wrapped in skin or
cloaked in form has no birth
or death or destination.
The star speaks to me again:
"The seeds of love sown an
eternity ago are blooming now.
There has always been divinity,
and this, at last, is who we are -
love in endless consummation.
Love, not limitation, is the truth."
eternity ago are blooming now.
There has always been divinity,
and this, at last, is who we are -
love in endless consummation.
Love, not limitation, is the truth."
Then with a rush of wind like
countless wings, I am left to
sit in stillness, with the taste
of stardust sweet upon my lips.
countless wings, I am left to
sit in stillness, with the taste
of stardust sweet upon my lips.
Danna Faulds
From: Go In and In
From: Go In and In
2002
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