Poetry (English)

Shall I then look with both my eyes? Shall
I then see a glimpse of Paradise? Or shall I
look with my eye right, or better still, the one
eye left? O Lord, to have a look at You is out
of league, to dance with You my legs are lame,
but still You keep inviting me, You keep on
looking for my inward eye, You keep on dancing
while my legs are lame, O Lord Your dance really
is out of league, but when blinded, cripple, deaf
and lame I stumble, then I see, my eyes right,
not left behind, O yes, I see, I see the glittering
dome of Paradise, it was the inward eye indeed,
the compass You imprinted in my Soul, as is the
graveyard Light to Souls at rest, so is Your Light
to me, in Peace now I can live, in Love my Soul
with You will be, eternally.

Enclosed I roam from star to star,
I travel endlessly, I whisper and
my breath unfolds behind me as
a vale, a shooting star, a comet
on its way and growing, growing
with each light-year passing by,
O yes, there is much pleasure in this
roaming , it is creation of a Master
Plan and still this roaming is
continuing, and when from time
to time I reach the boundaries of
my confinement, I feel a sudden
shiver, as if some unseen hand is
there to push me back, or could it
be the vale behind that keeps on
coming back, I wonder. So here I
am, inside and out, no matter
how the journey goes, there always
will be worlds to enter and others
then to leave behind, the roaming
will continue , on and on, no
ending, no beginning, so is the
roaming in the Womb of Being,
the cavern of His Master's Plan.

see spoken videopoem @ you tube Womb

                             Look
                             and look with me

                          

Listen
let's listen
to the swing
of those great wings

Hear
and hear with me
there is the trumpet
of wise majesty

Feel
and feel with me
the magic of their heart
beating with mystery

Tremble
with their flow
again again
until our blood
is flying through our veins
and we are lifted

Then dance
let's dance
to the blue rhythm
of our Ladies call

And though
we are earthbound
they take us
to our Father's ground
a distant valley
on a drop of wind

Breathe
and breathe with me
into this ancient melody

Look
and look with me
there is a paradise to see

Feel
and feel with me
there is the water
of that endless sea

Flow
and flow with me
there is a being beyond me



Sing
and swing with me
there is an eagle
and it flies in thee

see videopoem @ youtube Bird to Santiago Hymn Of The Dancing Eagles

O little bird how graciously you sing,
while night is darkening your wings,
you are the Herald of the morning,
my hands are open for your offering,
there is my Heart, O little bird, your
soft whisper, your silent touch, I can't
ignore, O, little bird, you Prophet
of the Dawn to come, my hands are
opening for your offering, my ears are
singing, all in tune, O little bird, my eyes
are closed in darkness, I keep wandering
into the night, breathing in, breathing out,
I offer you my heart, I welcome you into
my Soul, O little bird, how graciously you
sing, while the night is darkening your wing.

see videopoem taken at garden shrine @ youtube Bird As A Prophet