December 5, 2006 - My Beloved Within
My beloved is within me, day and night.
She lies down to rest like the wind,
that stirs body and mind
and powerfully blows the last leaves
from the trees.
Only gentleness can awaken her,
to then touch my soul with her radiant presence
urging it to express the infinite beauty
that comes alive in the abyss of love
where falling feels like flying
and the infinite depths transform
into infinite space.
My soul reaches out for the earthly existence
where my body wallows
in horror and contentment
like an alert tiger
hindered by the warrior
who hunts for prey
not out of necessity
but out of greed.
The brain's equations
capture the anger and pain in compartments and boxes
categorized in the history that is a grain of sand
in the desert of eternity.
The silicon in the grain reproduces
the miraculous human brainpower
in systems, fueled by energy and information,
which help us increasingly understand
how we function, assemble, assimilate
and ultimately learn who we ARE.
The drama of Godhood unfolds like a sheet,
scarlet red, like a messenger of death
following the struggle of the eternal
and recurring wrongs of warriors
seeking the holiness they always carry
in their hearts already
like seeds on the wind.
The flower fertilized by the invisible wind
is like a red rose
blossoming to open
directing the gaze to its innermost being
to there tap the source
of new life.
© 2006 A.J.Erkendiep
