Wednesday, July 28, 2021

Don’t Ask Me About Love

 Don’t Ask Me About Love


What grace, what wisdom will give me wings and make my life equal to a dove, that I may rest?



Is human life really like a meadow?  There the lush green grass wet from the morning dew bends its head and supports tender flowers and makes them grow—but, oh!  Under cover silently waits a serpent!  My feet look for another path to step away from the foe…



I love a solitary life, it includes the mountaintops, the streams that rush down into the valley and the dark woods where I like to linger and listen to the owl, or the golden-winged warbler, a delight to me, as all songs that come out of the throats of little birds—they have sight of Heaven!


I prefer their company to those with deaf ears and cold hearts and blind minds—or bruised senses.



Don't ask me about love— it changes by the minute, makes some blind to its radiance.



In some moments I ask Intelligence, "What is it I need to see?"


No answer!  


But when you call, the answer comes immediately!



A tranquil peace brings comfort free from the sneers of pain!  

Free from the tearing winds—and I endure,

and smile…


Even so, my thoughts continue to speak to me about deep wounds and an injured heart!


Ah, I know not to speak about problems but to them!



When Gautama the Buddha sat under the Botree he made a great discovery: "Only love goes from me and only love comes to me!”


From the shores there blows a western wind and awakes the flowers in the grassy meadow from dreaming, and I—shed a tear.



It is impossible to define Love as it is to define the infinite!   And above all it defines itself and the universe. To understand it is to understand Life!



I know you believe you understand what you think I said, but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not really what I meant.


So, I drew a circle and took you in!



I'm only one, but still, I am one.  I cannot do everything. But, I'm always willing to do something, I do not refuse to do anything that I can do!



To live is to express yourself. “So let your works lead your words.”



Will you seek me far off, or in the here and now?


I see you face to face.......



2018, rev. 2021, 2022