Footprints of a gentle soul...

Now what would they look like?

Kindness overflowing...

In the middle of lights night...

Everything is positive...

Something I can’t trust...

Worshipping this OneNess...

Ideas are but dust...

I am you and you are me...

And now we are the world...

Consciousness is all there is...

A treasure and a pearl...

Fingerprints of heart and love...

All over all that’s true...

Defining true compassion...

Impossible to do...

No matter just how hard we try...

Concepts we cannot live...

Truth is in the moment...

Our prints are what we give...

Starlight Dancing...

Long ago and far away...

Closely I hold the scars...

Some are still infected wounds...

Bleeding, open, raw...

I had to hold them distantly...

To ever survive them at all...

Lessons learned much later now...

Sometimes I still must crawl...

Years ago I wondered...

Why should one suffer pain???

How did I survive it all...

And who’s really to blame???

I fell out of many trees...

My mind was twisted so...

Had to stuff my anger...

No one could really know...

Good that I have so much depth...

Joy can feel me now...

Pain makes room for many things...

And anger shows me how...

Looking at it honestly...

A wiser perspective and view...

I am my own physician...

I can heal all that is true...

And so my journey continues...

Discovery of deeper deeps...

I am aware and determined...

To waken what still sleeps...

Starlight Dancing...

I looked into the eyes of love...

I asked it where’d it been...

I told it I’d been starving...

While it was drinking gin...

I had sat neglected...

While love had gotten drunk...

I looked on with a child’s eyes...

Love beat my mother up...

My eyes were always full of tears...

My heart was full of pain...

My mind was filled with anger...

While love danced it’s dance insane...

Where was love but everywhere...

And everywhere was not...

My mother’s eyes were black and blue...

Love again forgot...

Anger at a Mother...

For not loving herself...

For putting her son second...

Love was on the shelf...

This man was drunk and raging...

His love was dirty lust...

A little boy lost in this world...

Love learned not to trust...

Now who is there that love can blame...

Who did not do their best???

The Mother that was weak...

Or the Man who was not blessed...

Surely this small precious child...

Was innocent in all...

Where was the love he needed...

His wounds open and raw...

Time has past...where is his pain...

Buried deep within...

Waiting to be uncovered...

For love to finally mend...

Mercy is what’s needed...

Mercy for them all...

Love has finally grown up...

And answered angers call...

There is no way of knowing...

Why love with held itself...

Maybe just because it needed...

Now to be deeply felt...

And so now love looks deeply...

In the child that’s still within...

Can love heal his angry heart...

And fill him to the brim???...

Starlight Dancing...

Every color of the rainbow...

I’m the shadow of the Sun...

My dance is danced in darkness...

Where the play of light’s begun...

You cannot shine your light...

Without the darkness of my night...

You cannot have a rainbow...

With no shadow in your sight...

The depth of your own being...

Rises from the black of night...

Dancing on your light of day...

As darkness mirrors bright...

I’m the shadow of the SunStar...

Darkness is my platform...

Light’s painted on my canvas...

Every color of the rainbow...

Starlight Dancing...

I use to be prim and proper...

Ms. Perfect...that was me...

I thought that I was Jesus Christ...

Or that I had to be...

Always turning the other cheek...

Filled with light and love...

Trusting my heart and everything...

To that unseen God above...

Later I met da Buddha...

And sat down under his tree...

I became oh so aware...

Cut wise teeth on Wei Wu Wei...

I then read Tao of Physics...

Danced a Shiva and Physics dance...

Did a jig with Tibetan Buddhist...

And experienced that Rigpa trance...

I’ve been to the top of the mountain...

I’ve been stuck in a cave on the side...

I’ve gone round and round with my ego...

Flying high in the sky for one hell-of-a ride...

I’ve laughed at my own stupidity...

I’ve wondered at the joy of being...

I’ve come to many a conclusion...

But life’s an absolute continual freeing...

Just when you think you know it all...

Awareness surprises you with something new...

Experiencing this moment, fully, as human...

Is...the only logical truth...

Starlight Dancing...

Don’t bother me with nonsense...

I haven’t got the time...

If you have real solutions...

I’ll listen with my mind...

If they're full of bullshit...

My patience will not last...

You’ll lose my full attention...

The dye will then be cast...

I might seem cold and lacking heart...

I assure you that’s not true...

It’s just that I don’t play those games...

Of being verses do...

If I were meant to be and feel...

But not to use my mind...

I’d not been born with a brain...

Reason enough I find...

If I were only meant to know...

Perfect light and harmony...

I can guarantee I’d been born neath a Bodhi tree...

If it were only meant for me to meditate and pray...

I’d been born a Mantis...

Or a map that knew it’s way...

As it is awareness is a journey I call me...

I am human, being, doing, breathing energy...

Starlight Dancing...

Ignorance goes on and on... 

With nothing much to say...

Yet it speaks in volumes...

And bores along its way...

Often it judges and points it’s finger...

Self-righteous it carries on...

Thinking itself important...

Arrogance is born...

It’s forgotten that principal, that less is more...

Adding only to it’s stupidity...

It takes you on an irritating journey...

Never really setting you free...

Truth is simple...quick...to the point...

Cuts through illusion clean...

Ignorance only adds to itself...

Dribbling itself a stream...

Starlight Dancing...

What is light without darkness?

Why do we discredit it so?

We judge it...calling it evil...

But what do we really know?

Darkness...the womb of creativity...

The actual place of our birth...

Darkness enveloped this space before time...

Dancing itself Universe...

Exploding, expanding in time before time...

From the depths of great darkness light’s born...

From the eternal night and the blackness of all...

The light of the Star found it’s morn...

See the way dark creates shadow...

See how the shadows now dance...

Birthing a rainbow of color...

Wonder held captive in trance...

Such beauty is born of such darkness...

Such wonder created from night...

In the depths of this nothing

All things were born...

The first words of darkness were

“Let there be Light”...

Starlight Dancing...

When you speak from your own voice...

I hear the authentic you...

Not the one pretending...

But the one that is honest and true...

When you speak with the words of others...

Immediately I feel the wall...

That you have placed between us...

Disconnecting our awe...

When we look for truth outside our-self...

It always ends up being unreal...

Caught in a web of pretending...

We forget to really feel...

We hide from the truth that we’re human...

We deny our reality as such...

We turn away from our presence of being...

And use our beliefs as a crutch...

When we live in the world of experience...

And acknowledge what it is that we feel...

Dancing in darkness our own light of day...

Our tangled lives truly can heal...

Unresolved patterns keep coming around...

To awaken reality...

Into recognizing our shadows...

And dancing them into free...

Starlight Dancing...with mum's the word...thnx for letting me use this beautiful picture with my poem...

No matter what the spiritual tradition...

It always comes back to seeing the mountain...

As a mountain...

Better get busy climbing...

Instead of hiding in that cave you’re in...

On the side of the mountain...in your bliss...

While you can have your head in the clouds...

An alternate state of consciousness...

Does not equal an awakened mind...

Or, flying high on the wings of love...

Does not invalidate a suffering world...

Life will invariably continue to happen...

Bringing you tumbling back to earth...

For you are human being...

You cannot escape this...

No matter how hard you try...

No matter what your beliefs...

No matter what your reality...

You are Human...Being...

Some claim that life continues...

A guarantee of human rebirth...

If that is so...and if you know...

That you have walked this way before...

Wouldn’t it be wise to do something differently???

Would it make even more sense...

To dive deeper into the actual suffering...

That supposedly continues to bind us???

To create new solutions...to be truly free...

Beliefs...so humorous...so diverse...so binding...

We run from the very life we have been given...

We live in illusion...and resent the intrusion...

Of Truth...

We wish to sleep...

For to be awake...

Means to be present in sorrow and pain...

As well as in joy and pleasure...

If we continue to ignore our human potential...

We will continue to miss out on our experience of...

Humanity...

The Truth of Being...Human...

Starlight Dancing...