grace
grace
is the door that refuses to close...
it cannot BE shut,
you can't stop anything or anyone from coming to you
or from leaving,
grace is the open door
that can never hold anything out,
feel the grace,
watch the flow,
free
to come
free
to go
Source is what matters
Source never comes,
Source never goes
Source,
not this,
not that
Source,
yes, this,
yes, that,
Only the Love,
all shapes,
no shape
what if you opened up the coffee pot
and sunbeams jumped out?!
there never was a time
that you were not this
you are not what you THINK you are,
no image,
no picture
can hold you
no one would freeze a fountain,
the nature of a fountain is to express,
to fount...
to casually throw her sweater across her shoulder,
cross her legs and uncross,
to toss the sofa pillow on the floor,
to spill the pretzels and coke
Radiant in the sun!
holy eyes are gifted
by the splash,
the crackle,
plop
and fizzle
so soft you can barely hear the whisper of the breeze,
melting ice cream running down the stick
on to hands and cheeks...
where did we ever get the idea that
this should all stand still?
no photo breathes.
Gratitude needs nothing else,
gratitude licks the sunlight on the branch,
gratitude is graced by the tiniest remnant
of an ant's leg
there are hefty fees to pay
without gratitude,
the fee of life itself,
consider the price--everything
is missed
only gratitude gives you everything
and everyone,
the food on your plate,
the taste of a berry
without gratitude my wallet is empty
even though it is full,
my arms, empty, even when they hold,
without gratitude I miss the sun in the sky,
my very Heart,
mistaken
for nothing
Reverence.
grace is the door
that cannot be shut
road to nowhere
the road to nowhere,
been around this block a few times!
grab that milkshake,
grab those fries,
Quick, fast food, fast!
has it solved your loneliness yet?
the air IS your brother,
but she can not give you back
what you have never lost
that swell of war
against what is
is your only weapon
it is only this
that causes the pain
that seeks relief
no milkshake,
no kiss,
no idol,
however slight
or hynotizing
can ever take away the pain
of that needle in your foot,
the log in your eye
be still now,
see clearly,
all you need,
all you truly desire
is to kindly
remove the needle
grace
is the door that refuses to close...
it cannot BE shut,
you can't stop anything or anyone from coming to you
or from leaving,
grace is the open door
that can never hold anything out,
feel the grace,
watch the flow,
free
to come
free
to go
Source is what matters
Source never comes,
Source never goes
Source,
not this,
not that
Source,
yes, this,
yes, that,
Only the Love,
all shapes,
no shape
what if you opened up the coffee pot
and sunbeams jumped out?!
there never was a time
that you were not this
you are not what you THINK you are,
no image,
no picture
can hold you
no one would freeze a fountain,
the nature of a fountain is to express,
to fount...
to casually throw her sweater across her shoulder,
cross her legs and uncross,
to toss the sofa pillow on the floor,
to spill the pretzels and coke
Radiant in the sun!
holy eyes are gifted
by the splash,
the crackle,
plop
and fizzle
so soft you can barely hear the whisper of the breeze,
melting ice cream running down the stick
on to hands and cheeks...
where did we ever get the idea that
this should all stand still?
no photo breathes.
Gratitude needs nothing else,
gratitude licks the sunlight on the branch,
gratitude is graced by the tiniest remnant
of an ant's leg
there are hefty fees to pay
without gratitude,
the fee of life itself,
consider the price--everything
is missed
only gratitude gives you everything
and everyone,
the food on your plate,
the taste of a berry
without gratitude my wallet is empty
even though it is full,
my arms, empty, even when they hold,
without gratitude I miss the sun in the sky,
my very Heart,
mistaken
for nothing
Reverence.
grace is the door
that cannot be shut
road to nowhere
the road to nowhere,
been around this block a few times!
grab that milkshake,
grab those fries,
Quick, fast food, fast!
has it solved your loneliness yet?
the air IS your brother,
but she can not give you back
what you have never lost
that swell of war
against what is
is your only weapon
it is only this
that causes the pain
that seeks relief
no milkshake,
no kiss,
no idol,
however slight
or hynotizing
can ever take away the pain
of that needle in your foot,
the log in your eye
be still now,
see clearly,
all you need,
all you truly desire
is to kindly
remove the needle
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