I Wash
the Garden dog
From head to tail.
How else?
But seekers think
the
Other
Way
Round.
I Wash
the Garden dog
From head to tail,
but I Eat it
all At Once!
Therefore,
Come,
Running,
here and now,
to Me—
Not for a bone,
or a bite and run,
but for the Eternal Love
of Me.
Recognize Me
By Shape and Voice.
Come Running
to Me
By Name.
Come Running
to My Call
to Life,
With heart-Love
of Me
on Fire.
Take Refuge
In My
Bath and Balm,
and Melt
to Complete
Contentment
Under My
Gentling Hand
and Darling Foot.
Listen to Me.
Hear Me.
See Me.
Accept My "Bright" Gift
of Love,
of Bliss,
of Pleasure,
of Happiness,
and Not Less.
Until
My Outshining "Brightness"
Opens the Eyes
In My Room,
you are the body,
attention,
heart,
and breath.
Give these
In Me,
From your side
of the Fence,
and I,
From My Side,
Will Always Call
and Greet you,
Heart to heart,
Until the Gate
Flies Open,
and, With Heart-Tears
that Melt the Running-Ground,
all "difference" Washed
By Wideness Alone,
We Speak and Love,
Forever,
In My Imperishable Domain.
My "Bright" Sun
Rises From the Heart-Root,
and Stands,
Forever Uneclipsed,
Above the Garden Tree,
Above and Beyond
the Pentagrammic Star.
My Bliss-Touch,
My Bliss-Sound,
and My Bliss-Light
Originate Above the Skies of worlds,
Above the Sky of mind,
Beyond the Reach
of body-mind.
Above the Underground
that is the usual
human habitation,
Above the Mandrake,
Above the Three hearts,
Above the Root-Ball,
Above the Crown of lower light,
Above the Garden and the Tree,
Above the worlds above,
I Am,
"Bright",
Still,
and Silent,
There.
I Am,
The "Midnight Sun",
"Bright",
Above,
Higher Than dreaming Goes,
Higher Than the Tree-Sky Rises.
Fire of Heart-Love
Flows From My Right Side
To Make your "I"-heart
Melt In Me,
There—
Deeper Than sleep Falls,
Deeper Than self-contraction
Twists.
Fire of your heart-Love,
Kneel Into Me.
Fire of your heart-Love,
Feel Me Above,
Melting you down
In Me.
Melt down
In My Deep Light,
Tasting Delicious Quiet
That Oozes down the Spire
of you-Centered-In-Me,
With every thing
and part
and place
Becoming
and Become
an Alchemical Fuse,
Transmutating Into Love-Bliss
as you
Fragrantly
Melt.
Let this Melting Go to Ground.
Let the Star Melt.
Let the Tree Melt.
Let the top of the head Melt.
Let the ajna door Melt.
Let the long throat Melt.
Let the heart Melt Deep,
In Love-Communion With Me,
Filling the Infinite
Heart-Sphere
With My Love-Bliss-Presence,
Melting you down,
Melting the solar plexus,
Melting the navel,
Melting all the belly-knot,
Melting the sex organs,
Melting the entire
and Unbroken
bodily base,
Until the you
of head-to-toe
Is Un-knotted,
Only Open and Filling Full,
Like a vowel
Pierced By a Bolt of consonants,
and Ringing
With the beginningless and endless
Love-Bliss-Pleasure
of My Radiant Spiritual "Brightness",
ego-"I" entirely Surrendered,
Forgotten
In a Spontaneous Ease,
and all self-contraction Yielded
In the Feel
of Me,
With all separateness,
all relatedness,
and all "difference"
Danced Upon
and Shattered
To an Unspeakably Singing State
By My
Crashing-Down,
Utterly Allowed,
Allowing Only the
Directly-By-Me Revealed
(and Only-Me-Revealing)
Love-Bliss-Feeling of
Self-Existing and
Self-Radiant
"Bright"
Being-Fullness
In
and As
body,
heart,
head,
and the Always Me-Feeling
(Receiving,
and Releasing,
and Melting)
breath.
