JHem

Don't look with just your eyes. Feel not with just your chest. Reach deep into your soul. The wind blows your head to my smile. Your gaze caught by the waves of my hair. My soft eyes inviting you in to say "hello." This is a safe space to cry. I only wish you the best. You're already whole. I whisper for your arm around me, To rest with you as my pillow. Be my home, unending.  I'm on my knees, Praying for her comfort, To put her tension to rest. Her words spoke no lies, "Sleeping Beauty,  My heart doesn't protest, Sweet as stories foretold, Awakening my desire to try, I want to the whole world to see, The heavenly sanctity you're worth, My faith in you surely is no jest, Would thy be mine?"

To be moved by vibrations, Emanating from heart quakes, Breathed to life from its core, How could one conceive of more? To be swallowed whole. Like something so delish. Every breath being home. Universed, yet also niched. Touch the source of being, Feel the wellspring forth, Love takes it's bite.

Oh, meet me in a wonderland. To be lost without seeking to understand. Where our feet need feel no ground. Come, have a seat to ride this mystery. Where you're stunned forever curiously. To where all you craved is offered freely. To let go of shame, To admit to love, I'm here,  I care.

Giving voice to the voiceless, Form was born from the formless. Only spoken on the surface, Descriptions form your face. Following the words, Feet walk past home. Giving birth to the sin, Of feeling home-less. Wondering why you can't be heard, An unending desire born to roam, Unable to let the beat of your heart in. Lost to the play of having to impress. Surely you jest... Don't attach to grim... Shine a light to be shown... Always as innocent as the birds... Don't let yourself talk you out of, What is surely surerer than sure. The holy spirit delusion can't attach to. Melt through form and meet the intimacy, Of a love that can hold, yet is without, duality.

Yearning branded it's mission: Needing you to avoid oblivion. Breathing in a life of craving. With a hand wet from all these tears, No longer able to hold on to you, Everything slipping so soon. Breathlessness giving into fear, Praying for lips to taste sweet honeydew, Dying into an aftertaste of the empty moon. My ears slapped by the wolf's howl, Waking me up from the dream, Back into my senses. To feel my full heart beating, Jumping high for the heavens, Revealing an unavoidable intimacy. "Isn't it a joy to feel so alive?" It's silence screamed.

Could you believe, All that noise, The minds buzz, Got "you" to look away? Like trying to swat a fly, No matter how swift, You could never catch up, To whom you may ask? Who you believe yourself to be, Who you think yourself to be, Could never comprehend, The mystery of "you." Let go, Simply know, This is death row, For the false show. No more enlightenment, No more unenlightenment, No more ground for a self to stand, No more fighting the ever present flow. Permission was never needed, To be just as you are, Innocent and pure, "Spirit."

Before I knew it, My feet had moved. When I knew it, It was me who moved, Yet it was not I. "You will follow or suffer," It said. There I knew it, Silent but not afar. When the body followed, The lie was breached. I suffered. It was what the humans sowed, Our ability to know. "Oh," I uttered. Invisible, but not blind, I know this scar. Anatta