Poetry is the Science of the Soul

  1. Between Zero and ONE
  2. The Glorious Kiss
  3. What’s her name?
  4. Uprising of Souls
  5. Would you like to WALK with an Angel?
  6. 1Music2Unify and the TREEvolution (2008)
  7. Fearless Service
  8. The Inner Revolution
  9. Awakened Flight
  10. Love and Life: The Quintessential Symbiosis
  11. The Generous Photon
  12. The Illegal Lover / Amante Ilegal
  13. About Radical Love
  14. Awake, Arise and Act
  15. Again
  16. Elizabeth Snowing
  17. The True Red Pencil
  18. A Butterfly Living on the Moon
  19. The Eternal Cloth
  20. Liberated Ride
  21. Restoring Timing
  22. Drinking Tea with the Catcher of Stars
  23. Grateful for the Clouds
  24. The Poetry of Shining Eyes
  25. Nonviolent Roses
  26. Familiar Warmth at the Redwood Cathedral
  27. In an Instant Time is Eternity
  28. The Symphony of the Spiderwebs
  29. The Loop Resolution
  30. The Bottom-Up Tree
  31. Become a Star of Love
  32. The Abode
  33. Accepting the Heritage
  34. Supernova of Love
  35. The Rediscovery
  36. Permeable
  37. Numberless Poetesses & Poets
  38. Whose Heart?
  39. The Unmanifested Heart
  40. Shadow of a Binary Star
  41. Bells Within Bells
  42. Life and Death of a Verse
  43. Service Space
  44. Metta-morphosis
  45. Infinite Vision
  46. Ancient But Fresh
  47. Indescribable
  48. Still Indescribable
  49. Reconocimiento Celestial
  50. Gotas de Luz en el Mar del Cielo
  51. Bálsamo de Luz
  52. Earth
  53. Inextinguishable Fire
  54. Free Without Formality
  55. Disobey With Great Love
  56. Learning
  57. AUMUA
  58. El Corazón Palíndrome
  59. Rendirse
  60. Relation(Ship) To Sail in-Love
  61. The Unfathomable ManzanITA
  62. A Little Bit
  63. Few Haiku
  64. A Canticle Farm…
  65. Drink It All
  66. Nahui Ollin (Cosmic Movement)
  67. Being the Luminous Heart

Between Zero and ONE
I’m busy finding the infinite ways that I love you,
and if you listen carefully to the Milky Way,
you will hear, my angel, that she is busy loving you too.

I want you, my dear, to conceive the largest number your mind is capable of imagining…

How many cells have been nourished as units of life for humanity to exist?
How many minutes in silence have the still-minds of all the planet’s satyagrahis spent to continue the kindness revolution?
How many leaves have been kissed by the Sun?
How many molecules of air have been dancing in the atmosphere?
How many droplets of water have been flowing freely on the skin of the Earth?
How many worlds and stars and galaxies had stood over you all night keeping watch?
How many photons live inside the body of the Cosmos?
How many shining eyes are there in all the children of Nature?

If you listen carefully to the Milky Way,
you will hear, my angel, that she is busy loving you too, with all her stars as ONE;
she is busy loving you with each spark of life;
she is busy loving you and loving me and loving every single being that has ever inhabited this world;
she is busy loving us with a unified impermanent breath and with her intoxicating scent of oneness.

Then the multiverse of universes counts without counting and resets my soul,
because reducing ourselves to Zero is where we all converge to start again.

This is how we are still busy finding the infinite ways that we love you,
between Zero and ONE.


The Glorious Kiss

Wait patiently, My Angel,
sitting still at the edge of the non-observable universe.
Then, escaping from polarity, injustice, duality and gravity,
my action will travel at the speed of Love,
among black egos and supermassive fears.

Wait in complete trust, Beloved One,
in the field of supreme awareness and courage.
Then, the most tender kiss, the cosmic
caress,
will kiss your soul and embrace your heart.

Feel the soft lips, Divine One, of our kind insurgent stars,
our supreme source of freedom and light,
the magnificent delight,
that comes from tasting the oneness nectar of life.


What’s her name?

Only when her loving eyes pierce you to the bone of your fearlessness;
only when her kindness invites you a tea of reflection;
only when her irresistible smile illuminates the Himalayas of your potential;
only when her solitude meets the sunlight of your soul;
only when her refreshing waters quench the thirst of your boredom;
only when her powerful presence encourages your abundance in the garden of life;
only when her generous service sweeps away your ego from the floor of justice;
only when her celestial silence attracts the hummingbird of your innate beauty;
only when her gracious walk resonates with the lights, and shadows and colors of the branches and leaves of your creativity;
only when her soft arms of Bay hug and embrace the Ocean of your being;
only when her divine goodbyes kiss the welcomes of your stillness.
Only then, you will know her name.
Her name is Freedom.


Uprising of Souls

You are our revolution who started in the wombs of our mothers.
The communion of colorful-fresh-local-organic acts of kindness
reflected in an historic sunset,
a landscape of the conjunction of Venus, the Moon and Justice,
a celestial date that inspires lovers, poets and rebels,
who count the mix of emancipated photons as ONE, with each subversive kiss…
with every kiss of every lover of all the lovers that have ever lived.

Once the land and freedom have called you with a: ¡Ya Basta!
your heart, Beautiful One, can no longer live without real love,
because how do we sell the land that people walk upon?
How do we sell the precious liquid compound that keeps us alive?
How do we sell the air?
How do we sell our Mother?
How do we sell the Sun?
How do we sell the Moon?
How do we sell the stars?

Your joyous God will give all as a gift with no strings attached.
Even the engagement rings of Saturn
with their astonishingly beauty,
worn on your community fingers,
as a cooperative, locally rooted, self-organized movement marriage.

That’s your true nature.
The independence you have been waiting for…
and the Galaxy has laid her ancient love at your feet
to witness, in service and solidarity,
the courageous mass awakening of the peoples
living on the pale blue diamond.

The blazing upraising of souls
seeking for the beautiful warmth
of your heart’s fire.


Would you like to WALK with an Angel?

It is your force born of truth and love.
You come from silence, and you speak your truth.
You cannot be quieted, because your voice is within everyone.
What I experience and seek is glorious
beyond compare, something far beyond anybody’s capacity
to render into thoughts and words.

The overcast of the soul
an Angel converts
into a shinny present moment.
It is incredible that you, My Angel, cleared the sky of injustice
and the joyous forest of my heart was happy to feel
your gentle but firm freedom sunlight steps
on the fertile ground of fearlessness.

And I heard millions of tears of joy, falling from above,
I smelled a symphony of inspiration,
in a feast of redwoods witnessing our awakening
while telling us that life is a Cosmic intervention in every detail.
Then the resistance gardens of my lungs
were filled with the oxygen of courage and compassion.

What is more full of life?
The after-rain in the green dense growth of trees,
another Universe’s party sharing the surplus, or
the alive Amazon in your kind eyes,
and the droplets of hope hanging for just one more second
onto the beautiful flowers and leafs and dreams
for they never give up what they believe in?

And even a dying bush is a miracle
seen by the light of your forgiving eyes,
those drops of satyagraha defying the authority of the gravity of poverty…
millions of mirrors hanging in there, alive, with their transparency,
in a revolution of beauty and generosity,
reflecting your face in every direction.

The equanimity of generations of thirsty citizen ferns
who have patiently waited for the rain of justice
and have learnt the lesson of billions of years of cooperation
while observing competitive aggressive species
coming and going.

The soft fresh carpet of colorful green mosses
capturing the awe of our moistening evolution,
kissing the trunk of a graceful Ahimsa oak
in the winter of scarcity.

Then the roaring of the wind and a choir of crisis
intimidating for its invitation to fly above the crumbling structures…
a majestic concert of percussions of molecules
knocking the resistance drums of our skin
embracing our two times 30 trillion cells…
and we stop WALKing and pretend that we fly with open arms
and then the wise red tail hawk shows us the way:
unperturbed by the currents of change,
sees the clouds passing by in stillness, flying in stillness,
sharing the secret of how the divine reveals to life.

My Dear you say it is just the flow of life
and I only surrender to the Angel of My Angel.
because there is no way I can get lost,
there is no way I can fall,
with your love as support
in this impermanent World.

Because the beauty lies
in the realization that
when we WALK with an angel,
you will fly in stillness
within the Cosmos of your being,
and you will loose all notions of boundaries
to join the timeless universality of our Clear Light.

Nothing in the Universe can prevent the collapse
of the luminous star before a supernova,
as my love for you, and for humanity, My Angel,
is unstoppable.

WALK with an Angel and feel the radiation of the explosion of the New Renaissance;
WALK with an Angel and create the building blocks of community;
WALK with an Angel and let our own light shine;
WALK with an Angel and feel how we are liberated from our own fear;
WALK with an Angel and witness how our presence automatically liberates others;
WALK with an Angel and understand that we are not leaderless but leader-full.

Your Angel awaits in the mantram of your breath,
and in between your inhale and exhale,
I will join you in our Cosmic celebration.

Please WALK with your Angel, Our Angel, and fly with us.


1Music2Unify and the TREEvolution (2008*)

You just awakened the poet and rapper in me,
the soul-force and satyagraha said Gandhiji

The longest night
gives way to the stronger lights
so that I prolong this fight
to what’s wrong it’s right.

‘cuz the Universe is a communion of subjects
not a collection of objects.
Be the change and feel life’s interconnectedness
while weaving solidarity, truth and kindness.

We are planetizing the movement
with every action, in every moment,
with the peoples of the Earth,
and every revolutionaries’ breath,
with the emancipated borders,
with the courage of the warriors and the passion of the lovers.

And Mohandas awoke, and Cesar fasted, and Rosa sat, and Martin walked, and Barack* ran and Yes! We can!

And this is our core, our strength and unity:
to evolve from consumerism to community,
and it’s not new, it’s as ancient as Astronomy
Do you feel me bro? It’s just the old gift-economy!😉


Fearless Service

Be kind to your sleeping heart,
take it out to the vast fields of light
and let it breathe.
I used to have an armor
around my spirit
and then I learnt
that clad in the panoply of love
human hatred cannot reach you.

Now the Universe is hiding again in my heart
and I cannot cease to celebrate.

Bring the face of your Beloved before you
as I do when I see your face
in the sky of your dancing joy.
Then you put your lips on my lips
and lit another holy lamp inside my heart.

It is ecstasy to discover
that your unbearable Divine Light,
My Angel, is inside of me too.
I don’t know more than you do,
because I am your other you
and you are my other I,
the balanced Cosmic Communion of WE,
in service for all.


The Inner Revolution

After a deep meditation,
I felt the sweet breath of Mahatmaji,
surrounding me…

He wiped the cold tear in my cheek
and he whispered his advise in my ear:
“In the middle of a warm hug
and her gorgeous smile,
tell her: I love you, I forgive you, I bless you,
I’m still committed to you
and, I trust you and your true-self”.

As I was delivering the message to My Life,
his astronomical magic appeared
and never left my stronger heart in bliss
because each heartbeat is the softest kiss.


Awakened Flight

It is our responsibility to try to persuade our people to not walk over the cliff.
If we fail to show them the different paths of light to change their belief,
it is also our responsibility to construct, for all,
a net of kindness, love and compassion for their fall.


Love and Life: The Quintessential Symbiosis

Our star, blind is
to the beauty of Earth without sunlight
and futile are the attempts of life
to survive without these unconditional love rays.

…the radiant glorious Full Moon
is just a fierce mirror of the source of life;
and the humble New Moon
loves the right time for action to eclipse your heart…

in between thoughts;
in between the sighs of the photons of love;
your presence, my dear, immersed when exhale becomes inhale…
that’s when we know that the best revenge is forgiveness
when in the silent-passionate-song of the spirit
we understand that the exquisite rhapsody of souls
converge in the infinite silence
where we are not “we” but ONE.

This deep silence, a serenade to the soul,
as shivers tingled down the length
of the essence of my essence
and your music, Beloved One,
transcend senses and generations,
because our uncovered Self is clearly infinite
in the great and in the small.
That’s the everlasting changeless nature of impermanence:
the wellspring of life.

How can I love life so intensely without grasping it at the heart?
How can I make truth real without living it at thought, word and action?
How can I serve all life without feeling inseparable from the Universe?
How can life manifest without your sunlight?
How can life be brought to clear focus without the awareness of death?
How can truth be transmitted without touching one another’s soul?

Who would not welcome us, my angel, when our heart is filled with nothing but love?

Love and Life,
as the non fragmented existence of our collective being,
as a fractal of compassion, courage and wisdom,
is the Quintessential Symbiosis.


The Generous Photon

How do you thank the persistent photon whose 150-million-kilometer pilgrimage,
in the middle of the winter,
ended up in your skin with a warm kiss?

Or the historic ones who traveled 5 times that distance and more,
during the obscurantism show,
to illuminate those glorious moons
that brought Humanity’s Renaissance four centuries ago?

Have you ever welcomed, with the windows of your soul,
those pieces of light who have bounced off from the rings of Saturn?
What did you say? What did you feel? What is your almighty role?

Have you assimilated, my angel,
that letter of love from the Universe
describing a brave photon from Andromeda,
who left his home in a poetic verse,
2.5 million years ago,
and traveled for trillions of dark miles
with the only purpose
to greet your fascinating eyes
immersed in astonishment with the Magnificent Divine?

Thus, Beloved One, your millions of tenacious photons of love and courage
permeate every corner of this planet.
It is their unstoppable loadstone task,
to reach your charming beating magnet,
and more sooner than later, those photons of The Great Turning
will merge with your servant heart, my darling.

Even if it is just one, wouldn’t you be grateful?

The existence of a photon satyagrahi,
dispel darkness and brings light.
She says to my ear:
“Light is my nature… what else but light could there be in me?”
For she to be, means to shine.
Giving light is natural for a star. So what’s your star my dear?

Then is when I realized that a photon lives in community too.
Individual photons, from the same source, become ONE wave, not we, not two.
A quantum mystery for your continuous divine path.

It is our collective co-creation of magical light,
a chain of generous photons
moving in stillness at the speed of love
producing smiles
.


The illegal lover

The Moon shines in my body
and so is the Sun and the planets and the stars and the galaxies.
The beautiful light of eternity is within me
but my blind eyes cannot see it.

Then I decided to become your lover…

My love for you, my angel, is written in the history of time
and I need no papers to show it.
My home is everywhere I go, including your heart,
and I need no permission to stay in this part of the planet,
because I adore you.

Bureaucrazy asked for a green card
but I only have a red heart
saying your name, Beloved One, in every heartbeat.

And you might build prisons, and borders and walls
but how does the air know the difference?
How do the stars stop shining in the side of your country?
How do the currents in the Oceans stop flowing in between imaginary lines?
How do the magical meteor showers discriminate the non-real divisions below?
How does the Earth pass customs to enter into the SOULar System?
How does the Moon can be chased by “la migra”?
How does the Milky Way get deported from the night sky?
How does the Sun show her passport?
How do the undocumented clouds are blocked from flying to your town?
How do you know the nationality of the oxygen molecules visiting your lungs?

How does the fierce hurricane of my love can be delayed to reach the coasts of your heart?

This is my immigrant illegal love for you:
to block the gates of weapons of hate
to liberate libraries
to emancipate public spaces
to occupy the plazas
to shut down ports of greed
to work the land
to nourish your body
to cherish your soul
to conquer your heart
with my unconditional love for you, your children and the children of your children.

My illegal love has existed since the beginning of time…
and, as the letters of a lover, as your first kiss,
you will remember us as new worlds to be discovered.

As citizens of the World,
our illegal love has existed since the beginning of time…
when you look into our eyes, my dear,
when we look into each other sunshines
you will understand how much we love you,
because this is an unconditional timeless borderless love
that has crossed the entire Universe with the only purpose to hug you.

As citizens of the World,
our planetary letters will penetrate the walls of prisons
to tear down the imperial dehumanization
with hope, truth, detachment and love.

As citizens of the World,
our visa is that of the disobedient-servant-cross-pollinating monarch butterflies
or that of the subversive meditative gray whales.
We will cross the oceans to heal your children
and to bring smiles to your communities.

In an illegal Big Bang of service in stillness,
our humble love for you, my angel,
is filling your Supreme Soul
with an ever expanding happiness, aliveness and joy.

Amante Ilegal

La Luna brilla en mi cuerpo
y así también el Sol y los planetas y las estrellas y las galaxias.
La luz hermosa de la eternidad está dentro de mí
pero mis ojos ciegos no pueden verla.

Fue entonces cuando decidí convertirme en tu amante…

Mi amor por tí, mi ángel, está escrito en la historia del tiempo
y no necesito papales para mostrarlo.
Mi hogar es donde quiera que voy, incluyendo tu corazón
y no necesito permiso para estar en esta parte del Planeta,
porque te adoro.

La burrocracia pidió una tarjeta verde
pero yo sólo tengo un corazón rojo
diciendo tu nombre, Bienamada, en cada latido.

Y puedes construir prisiones y fronteras y muros
pero ¿cómo el aire nota la diferencia?
¿Cómo las estrellas dejan de brillar en esa parte de tu país?
¿Cómo las corrientes del Océano paran de fluir en medio de líneas imaginarias?
¿Cómo las mágicas lluvias de estrellas discriminan las divisiones irreales de abajo?
¿Cómo la Tierra pasa la aduana para entrar en el SisteAMA Solar?
¿Cómo la Luna puede ser perseguida por “la migra”?
¿Cómo la Vía Láctea puede ser deportada del cielo de la noche?
¿Cómo el Sol enseña su pasaporte?
¿Cómo las nubes indocumentadas son bloqueadas para que no vuelen a tu ciudad?
¿Cómo sabes la nacionalidad de las moléculas de oxígeno que visitan tus pulmones?
¿Y cómo es que el huracán feroz de mi amor puede ser atrasado para llegar a las costas de tu corazón?

Este es mi amor ilegal e inmigrante por tí:
para bloquear las puertas de las armas de odio
para liberar bibliotecas
para emancipar espacios públicos
para ocupar las plazas
para cerrar los puertos de la avaricia
para trabajar la tierra
para nutrir tu cuerpo
para apreciar tu alma
para conquistar tu corazón
con mi amor incondicional por tí, por tus hij@s y por l@s hij@s de tus hij@s.

Mi amor ilegal ha existido desde el comienzo del tiempo…
y, como las cartas de un amante, como tu primer beso,
vas a recordarnos así, como nuevos mundos son descubiertos.

Como ciudadan@s del Mundo,
nuestro amor ilegal ha exixtido desde el comienzo del tiempo…
cuando nos mires a los ojos, mi vida,
cuando nos miremos en los rayos de sol de cad@ un@
vas a entender cuánto te amamos,
porque este es un amor incondicional, sin tiempo y sin fronteras
que ha cruzado el Universo entero con el único propósito de abrazarte.

Como ciudadan@s del Mundo,
nuestras cartas planetarias van a penetrar las paredes de las prisiones
para demoler la deshumanización del imperio
con esperanza, verdad, desapego y amor.

Como ciudadan@s del Mundo,
nuestra visa es esa misma de las mariposas monarcas desobedientes, serviciales que en cruzado polinizan
o esa de las ballenas grises subversivas y meditadoras.
Vamos a cruzar los océanos para sanar a tus niñ@s
y para traer sonrisas a tus comunidades.

En un Big Bang ilegal de servicio en calma,
nuestro humilde amor por tí, mi ángel,
está llenando tu Alma Suprema
con una felicidad, vivencia y alegría que se expanden por siempre…


About Radical Love
So, Beloved One, you asked what does it mean to love you subversively?

To serve with no strings attached, just for the sake of giving, that’s subversive.
To call you my family in the optical delusion of separateness, that’s subversive.
To greet you with a kiss and a hug in the isolation paradigm, that’s subversive.
So, my dear, feel my lips, my arms and my unconditional service holding you tight,
embracing you in community.

To walk and to ride a bike when the sweating-spiraling-pale-blue pearl already passed 350, that’s subversive.
A community garden in the midst of the asphalt jungle, that’s subversive.
To plant a tree not for us but for future generations to rejoice, that’s subversive.
So, my angel, enjoy the fresh-organic-superlocal honey of our dreams, shadows and juicy fruits of harmony.

To visit 2 million flower homes to extract a pound of sweet smiles, that’s subversive.
To cook once a week for more than a decade while opening the doors of your home to everybody, that’s subversive.
A Wednesday, a kitchen, a clinic, a farm stand, a magazine, a museum, a filmmaker…
all ran by love in a materialistic society,
that’s subversive.
So, my dear, make prophets not profits,
and be subversive.

To listen emphatically when everybody talks, that’s subversive.
To be in silence in the urban brazen din and noise, that’s subversive.
Ildefonso, a 27 year old deaf languageless brother who wasn’t able to understand the concept of “country”, that’s subversive.
The same brother asking why in “dark skin land” he starves but in “light skin land” he doesn’t,
that’s subversive.
So, my dear, with tears of joy in my eyes, following Ildefonso’s music,
I’ll meet you there in the Colorless Skin Land
where we all converge to Be In Receptive Silence,
where we all are pure, happy, brave, still… ONE.

To be still in the middle of the rushing city, that’s subversive.
To be courageous and kind in the midst of violence, that’s subversive.
To strive for the soul of life in perfection, that’s subversive.
So, my Love, live in ultimate perfection: wholeness.
Ultimate perfection, my angel, has a way of protecting itself
by always showing us there are a few more details to finish.

To let the stars and the galaxies kiss your skin, that’s subversive.
To send a wholesome hand written love letter in the email era, that’s subversive.
To love all living beings with no strings attached,
that’s subversive.
To have fun in the insurgence learning movement, that’s subversive.

Thank you Beloved One,
now we know that another name for subversive
is radical love.

This sky where we live
is no place to lose our wings
so love, love, love!


Awake, Arise and Act
now is the time
it’s time to join together
it’s time to love as ONE
to find a place to park your spirit
and fly
silence within silence
but there’s scattered energy
living without purpose
in violence, in noise, in disrespect…
hatred dissolves in the presence of love
souls in receptive silence
the new paradigm
space between space
reflection of the best of us
saluting peace officers
climbing the slippery mountain of impossible
for a painful success of shining eyes
our bare foot love
carried by an unstoppable soul
of the Feminine Divine
determined to make it
ONE step at a time

a poet on the clouds
rooted in his heart
a fierce mom radiating joy
in the landscape of fearlessness
a Ramadan faster in solidarity with Iraqi widows
embodying the spark of life from the other side of the Planet
a permacuturalist of the heart
planting more dreams already reality
a homeful isolated heart
ignored by many
invited to a delicious schizophrenic dinner:
a feast of radical love

experiments
growing in generosity and courage
a happy welcome minister in stillness
being kind to each other
peace having done the right thing
a pen of inspiration
home-made harmony fortune
a love drive
a love muffin
a love cookie
a love warrior
a server named smile
a singer on fire
abundance of inspiration
abundance of excitement
abundance of enthusiasm
abundance of (r)evolution
abundance of fun
abundance of insurgence
abundance of ONEness
abundance of abundance

tears of hope
tears of happiness
tears of harmony
tears of possibility
tears of carpe diem
tears of Ahimsa
tears of Satyagraha
tears of tears
all in our eyes
working as lenses
to amplify love
to magnify truth
to host light
as telescopes do
to receive
the love from the stars

so open up your eyes and see
there’s only ONE humanity
open up your heart and know
there’s only ONE soul
return to love
return to forgiveness
a wake up call
a wake up song
a wake up concert
a wake up symphony
that is loving you,
my angel,
between Zero and
ONE.

 

Again
How do you know if I really love you, my angel?

Look at the blue sky
as the Sun warms your heart…
Feel the sound of waves
as the Ocean caresses your mind…
Honor the starry night
as a shooting star crosses the firmament of your spirit…
My love for you, my angel, will be there again and again and again…

You’ll never know, 1000 years from now
if it’s going to be a cloudy day
nor what’s the shape and outreach of the next wave reaching the shore
nor the exact time for the next shooting star to appear…
but worry not, my Love,
I’ll be there for you, again and again and again…

Live with the material poor
as they enrich you with their millionaire soul wealth…
Rise up with courage
as injustice and men’s laws are melt down by the heat of fearless satyagrahis…
Lead an inner and outer (R)evolution
as you serve with ONEness, compassion, atonement and forgiveness…
My love for you, my angel, will be there again and again and again…

You’ll never know how the generous spirit
of humble people will transform you
nor if the stillness of your heart and your means will be challenged enough
nor the immediate success of the fruits and ripples of the Total (R)evolution of the Human Spirit…
but worry not, my Divine Lover,
I’ll forgive but not forget and my love for you will be there, again and again and again…

Enjoy the slow compassionate science
as the precision of its predictions reveal the secrets of the Cosmos…
Be astonished by the generositree of plants
as they create free oxygen for our survival…
Mimic the wholeness of life
as you copy the principles, organize from the bottom up, reward cooperation, promote diversity and foster resilience…
My love for you in Unity, my dear, will be there again and again and again…

You’ll never know the sense of awe and wonder
from the new discoveries to come
nor the uncountable ways Nature acknowledges interdependence
nor the creativity to run with light from the closest star
but worry not, my angel,
I will share the surplus of my Biomimicry, inspiration and love with you, again and again and again…


Read the verses
as my soul embraces your being…
Praise the bee flying
as she collects nectar for your sweet tea…
Smile at a baby
as he shares his unconditional love with you…
My love for you, my angel, will be there again and again and again…

You’ll never know which bee
shared the honey you are eating
nor the color of the eyes of the next new born smiling at you
nor the power of the next poem flowing through me…
but worry not, my angel,
My love for you will be there, again and again and again…

Like the Milky Way appearing in the bed of the night sky
Like the Sun kissing the elder Redwood
Like the Air sighing in your lungs
again and again and again…

Any time, any where, I’ll be waiting for you
to make love to you in receptive silence
again and again and again…

So it is true Beloved One!
The Cosmos bends towards justice
and Our Universal Love
will reach you in infinite ways
as we love you
again and again and again…

 

Elizabeth Snowing
I dreamed about you, pregnant with the liberated daughter of the World.
The umbilical cord of understanding was around her neck
but the peaceful flexible womb of your compassion disentangled all conflicts
and the yogi gave birth to the most profound attentive happy eyes I ever seen…
they are the expression of Nature’s love.
She looked at me and pierced my spirit so deeply
that only oneness was left on our bodies.
The feeling of becoming a father.

On the fourth day,
I asked to the Universe of Love
to see the Cosmos as it is.
The answer, among impermanence,
were thousands of graceful big cold snowflakes
flying and disappearing, coming and going…
melting away as soon as they were kissed by the warm ground or by my skin.

You were, once again, everywhere…You were snowing.

A perfect snowflake
became a droplet on my palm in a magic landing.
The moistened total awareness of the mouths of my pores invited you to infiltrate in me.
As the thirst of the soul was quenched,
I equanimously recalled once more, Elizabeth Snowing,
that you and I are not we,
but you and I are ONE.

 

The True Red Pencil
Emerged from the kisses of your eyes
was my need to be in love with all life;
the kind of love and the will
that come when the mind is still.

I didn’t know what real love was
until I loved all.
When my mind is still
I see everybody as my own self,
as my own blood.

At the still center within the heart,
same spot where the dagger pierced,
is where I found you, Beloved One.

Painful if we resist,
joyful if we surrender
to its petals
to its divine flow
to its detached nature.

We can never know what real joy is
until the mind is still…
a mind at rest and a heart full of love
is the true red pencil that panted
these verses from above.

A Butterfly living on the Moon
When silence replaces the truth
the silence itself is a lie
break the silence!
be a citizen of consciousness

drink from the fountain of present
it clears the regrets from the past and future fears
for today prepare?
after tomorrow stare?
the happiness and power of stillness is not here nor there!

the only deserts are lack of imagination, lack of enthusiasm
bath in the lake of now and rekindle the creative spirit
be attentive as when your sibling bled
there is no place for only the intellectual head
because we all know the heart is red
and go further so that the soul is fed

You are not just a star in the galaxy, you are also the mighty galaxy in the star
You are not just a soul in the Universal Love, you are also the mighty Universal Love in the soul
Speak up and join us to be in receptive silence
Learn the art of simplicity
To rejoice our moral grandeur and spiritual audacity

Gracias Luna! For loudly kissing your winged daughter
with the roots, the branches, the fruits and the flower
altogether strengthened her soul force: our real power.

 

The Eternal Cloth
Your being, Beloved Angel, fills
my spirit with courage to cross the highways of injustice
my heart with compassion to eradicate the abyss of indifference
my mind with understanding to discover there are no enemies.

(Y)our love, Beloved One, is an eternal shield of truth
witnessing mountains as slow waves
listening in-between Big-Bangs as rest note in the song of the Cosmos
caressing the Milky Way as soft canopies of our ancestors flying through space
tasting oceans and lakes and rivers as tea of evolution
smelling the stars as dust of life…

your eyes impossibly loving
your ears impossibly attentive
your touch impossibly gentle
your mouth impossibly smiling
your smell impossibly fragrant.

But our still minds,
merged in the glory of silence as ONE,
tapping into the impermanence of all,
generous with all sensations,
imagining our expansive joy,
are divine power and the possibility for Freedom.

Let’s walk side by side towards the Moon of United Souls in the path of community!
Let’s kiss Justice on the lips!
Let’s bow to each other bending the body of service with the-palms-together of love and respect!

Let’s feel the tears of gratitude from a being overflowing with love!
Let’s embrace in a sublime equanimous Planetary hug!

Beloved One, it is through the patient cotton of fearless kindness,
and its indescribable beauty,
that our hearts are warmly weaved forever.

 

Liberated Ride
Your alluring signature on the sky of celebration and creativity
harmony, spiritual action and light
from day to night
spinning on your own compassionate axis with great rapidity.

At the same time
cruising the SOULar System hundred thousand kilometers
in one hour
guided by the orbit of loving service
hurling through space leaving a trail of merits.

In the same hour
now nearly million kilometers
soaring through the arms of the Milky Way
no moment no place can be repeated
a galactic (a)wake of your loving touch…

and we, Beloved One, don’t even have to hold on!

A ride within a ride
velocity within velocity
love within love
truth within truth…
in just one second
our detached appreciation
the gravity and beauty of this free flow of truth
trillions and trillions of vibrations of Universal Love
keep us together
in this liberated ride.

 

Restoring Timing
Sometimes I wonder
if you are only my imagination
and then my heart says your name
and your presence, My Love,
becomes that of what you are before you are
it is your essence before any labels…

Centuries of pain
today remain
where’s the compassion?
the equality?
the freedom?

It’s not the tears that carve the spirit
but the way I respond to them.
I’m not ignoring them
they’re just one part of the whole
popping into existence
as streams do in the middle of Spring’s life.

A little bit more space
in my head, in my heart
mutual understanding, self-responsibility
in a brand-new “why?”
in a fresh “I’m sorry”
pristine water washing off tags
coexisting in a miracle of metamorphosis
what is the being between caterpillar and butterfly?

I’d like you to know
how our connection has deepened appreciation
in life’s finiteness
in love’s infiniteness
because even if we don’t see each other ever again
our hearts set on freedom beat as ONE!

 

Drinking Tea with the Catcher of Stars
Like the tree growing towards the infinite sky towards the light
My life grows towards (y)our love.

Like the soil hosting all the roots of the interconnected forest
Our heart hosts all the ancestors of humanity.

Your whispers, Beloved One,
tingling my soul
reminding me that
to feel pain is to be alive
to be present is to understand each moment as new
to be kind is to act at the right time
to be fearless is to love

you are leaving the door of trust open
I am a guest but feel at home
an irresistible invitation
in the middle of the cold quiet night
your tender warm welcoming hug give me strength
and I’m here listening very attentively

with each atom, with each void of the being
to your verses, Beloved Angel.

Manifesting the beauty that I love
your eyes of gratitude
keep kissing my lips of service
and I know that, silent as they are,
they won’t resist but will melt
with the echo to understand language and prayer
at the same time.

I’m not the owner of the words, I’m only an instrument of love
as such, I kiss you back in my mind
but then my mind is words and they become reality
and then my heart expands in joy as the Universe does.

Now I can love you even more! Now I know that you know!
This is our love from the beginning of time
now is here
and it will be permeating the space until the ending of time…

Oh! Catcher of Stars you know that I never left
and now I’m back in your sky of Truth!

Oh! Catcher of Stars if you only knew!
How that cup of radiance
made by the tea of your presence
nourishes the omnipartiality of our existence!
Let the courage we love be what we do!
Let our coexistence be a miracle of love!

 

Grateful for the Clouds
Reading the Universal Love’s calligraphy in the sky
sonnets of celestial vapor
lyric rivers in the air
during the starry night
the flying verses are illuminated by the full Moon
so as our singing souls.

Aha! Beloved Angel! That’s where your wings come from!
a radical embodiment of honesty and kindness
a courageous practice of vulnerability and service
a powerful flow of transparency and beauty
a declaration of oneness
eternal romance is the subtle awareness
of the breath of the Cosmos for us to fly.

In the cold consumerist violent selfish greedy behavior
your kissing bright eyes, Beloved One, are a bonfire of hope
providing heat to the hands of solidarity
but not as much as the gift of swimming naked
with our free bodies of fearlessness
embedded in the warm ocean of your love.

Barefoot we walk together in stillness
no layers between us and our Mother
the ancestral connexion in the ground, in the water, in the air,
becomes more real
as we kiss her with every step, with every sip, with every breath,
as we are kissed by the generosity of life
as we are kissed by the light reflected from these poems of love…

 

The Poetry of Shinning Eyes
The poetry of shining eyes… speaks by itself.
It is a radiant dynamic portrait of stillness
that cannot hide the infinite happiness emanating from a pure heart.
The poetry of shining eyes is the evidence of success…
the achievement of realization of the true self,
the self that continuously smiles without stopping
within all the hearts of all the beings that have ever existed on this Planet.
The poetry of shining eyes is a mirror of the Universal Love.
Look at those stars and surrender…

 

Nonviolent Roses
Blooms fostering divine physics and harmony
one pollen grain at a time
kind-fine dust of merits.
True satyagrahis who feel intensively the Universe of Love
and act accordingly in profound positive influence.
Without action, without scent, our supreme beauty is incomplete.
That’s why our roots are ruthless honesty, ruthless courage
to clean the home of our heart-mind flowers
and be ready to host saintly pollinators.

Leaves of internal prosperity, no false thoughts
catching, in stillness, the unconditional gifts of billions of suns.
Our sharp resilient thorns of holly satyagraha
are tributes to challenge injustice
and its greedy hands: ignorance and totalitarianism.

Some might try to harm us
attack our soft colorful petals and even violently crush us
but in the process, as Nonviolent Roses,
How could our sweet indomitable fragrance not be offered?
How could we not be kissing their lungs and minds
with a fearless smell to remind them about our exquisite oneness
and the indestructible flow of the human spirit?

It is our nature not to like them but to love them.
Let’s intoxicate them with pure love and critical inquiry!
The immortal nectar will be absorbed in their blood.
We might become generous molecules in the stream or service and truth.
Sooner or later, Beloved Angel, we will reach their heart
and there will be no “they” anymore
only understanding.

We can never be crushed because
the aroma of courage, love and compassion
is our signature, legacy, testament and last breath:
“we love you, we forgive you, we bless you…
we are one.”

 

Familiar Warmth at the Redwood Cathedral
The chillness of a shivery wet night
awakens the forest and my love for you, Beloved Angel.
Why do we walk on dark mud paths to reach a silent cathedral
a natural church without walls packed with beauty
stained glass of different depths and lights
with greens and browns and grays and blacks
and awes and wonders and celestial secrets
a carpet of reds and resistances, bouncing our free steps
in the aisles of communion?

Why do we choose the heat of our bodies and service
instead of the warmthless structures and greed?
Why do we invite the robber to have dinner with us
instead of calling the police?
Why are you here sharing the wetness of life
and not elsewhere in a dry cement building?
Why are we saints if we feed the poor
but criminals if we challenge the system that creates poverty?
Why is this not our first night admiring the unseen stars
beyond the clouds in a corner of the Planet?
Why have you, Beloved One, been always with me?

Perhaps it is because you have been with me as the air,
same anarchic air who gently plays with the branched pillars
of these witnessing redwoods with their dancing arms reaching the sky
to form this majestic dome.

I know this is not our first night together, Beloved One!
it is not the first time I embrace your warm body with my verses
it is not the first time I feel your abundance with smiles and affection
it is not the first time I marry your stillness
it is not the first time your familiar warmth
reminds me of the Universal Love.
It won’t be the last either…

Our footprints are left in the biginningless path of unity
with a heart full of generosity and a soul generated by love,
always present, an endless Cosmic Companionship,
striving for the soul of life
we fall asleep together, embracing each other
in freedom
in an indescribable beauty.

 

In an Instant Time is Eternity
True Love, Willing Bird,
how to know if I will recognize you?
A horrible answer, never.
Excruciating torture, tomorrow.
The worst of all, yesterday.
What the soul yearns, Now.
May your song fly in-between heartbeats and breath!

And then, I see the whole Universe in your eyes, Beloved Angel,
in an instant,
in all that present greatness,
have no choice but to see your sorrow, your beauty, as you see mine
in an instant.

Reality is based on our experience
but have we experienced everything?
No
our experience is incomplete.
Words fall weightless
and awe is all there is
and wonder.
And so we feel the beginningless silence
without heartbeats
of our still hearts
break open

and then I feel the whole Universe in your touch,
in an instant,
in all that tenderness,
beyond the mind
the hands were cold
but our rubbing spirits on fire
supported by
the smell of stars and reality
in your hair

my favorite star in the whole Cosmos
the star of your love,
the Universal Love,
because it illuminates my life
stronger than billion suns
it is always within
the sacred heart
evolving the present
level of perception

and when the light of galaxies
will be extinguished
thousands of millions of years from now,
I will keep loving you, Beloved Angel.

An infinite chain of Nows,
present moments
leave us
profoundly different
and exactly the same.
And so we love you, Beloved One,
Now,
in an instant,
time is eternity…

 

The Symphony of the Spiderwebs
I dreamed about
Freedom again.

Her mother, as loving and mysterious
as the background wind
subtle music
of the enchanting sequoias
branches and leaves
instruments
to dance with what is.

Her father, as fearless and bright
as the spider
jumping into the abyss
no security
but his own spiderweb,
his love for all,
left as trails of light
only merits
to meet the next redwood’s hight.

The future daughter
asks me in dreams:
“What did you do to serve all of us?
When am I going to be born?
Why is your legacy
a debate between
radical partnership and celibacy
or both?”

Fertile
new paradigms
waiting
to be embodied…

“Are you aware enough
to feel the orchestra,
the ongoing love insurrection?
Have you heard the symphony
thousands of networks
silken thread spun master pieces
all conspiring in unison
with the gentle air?”
She says.

We know they are there
but only when
the kindness of the Sun
makes love to the dark forest
we will see them shine.

Waiting to be discovered,
waiting in imminent conception,
waiting for us, Beloved Angel,
Freedom is everywhere!

 

The Loop Resolution
…is it the cause or the effect
this brand new second, this brand new corner of the Universe
those laughing eyes and overwhelming smile
a journey of a blank mind
praises the devotion of an infinite Love
New Soul’s Day recognizing a Cosmic Breath and a fire
way beyond duality and morality
sleeping at home, in between heartbeats
the best shelter is, Beloved Angel,
we know we belong to each other
but resist this expansiveness of joy
we are one and the same
surrendering in vulnerability
in multiple trails
waiting for the holly reunion
looking for signs of the sacred communion
hosted forever
in the living room of our hearts…

 

The Bottom-Up Tree
Inspired by hermana Pavi’s poetry.

Old trees are wise elders they
Know and don’t jabber and
When they speak they
Whisper only
truth
.
ONE
Unconditional
An anchor of love
Well rotted in its origins
Towards the sky, towards the light
A tree is a magnificent living sculpture growing

 

Become a Star of Love
Painfully delicate and surprisingly strong
embedded in sounds of joy
this tremendous love for you, Beloved One
bound to remain indescribable.

I’ve been repeating your name
so many times over and over again
until the word melted on my tongue
with the sweetness of nectar
as the solid soft white coconut oil
yielding its malleable transparency
to the mouth’s fire.

This is the water of life, Beloved Angel!
a life worth living
knowledge worth knowing
a soul worth souling
soft crisp smell of an open meadow
or is it freedom?

having roots nowhere, we have everywhere to go
would we run into a soul?
don’t go with the flow
be the flow

six thousand years of statism
the cradle of civil-lies-azion
the part of the Planet we call Egypt
might be the tomb of statism too
walk like an Egyptian
rise up like an Earthling
we are the radiant children of the Earth

the best and the worst of humanity
not written in any book only inscribed in the soul
grateful for what I have been given
also for what I have been denied
we are ONE
hatred and violence
cannot be cleansed with the purest waters
not even with abstinence and fasting
only love will purify our hearts

universal, dependable, invariable as the laws of Nature
freedom attained through love and love only
satyagraha effective through fearlessness and fearlessness only
air smelled fresh and alive
gusty wind brought in
the scent of stars
from faraway galaxies
light, stories, magic, harmony, eyes eternally happy,
quality of experimentation and learning
pushing boundaries with gentle intensity
hearts filled with joy
trusting the end result of a process

an acorn that already heralds
the proud self-reliance tree
the glorious constructive program
that it will turn out to be

Look at the thorn and see the rose!
Look at the night and see the dawn!
Look at the crescent Moon and see it full!
Look at the favelas and see the Transition Town!
Look at the governments and see the People’s Power!
Look at the riot police and see the brother behind!
Look at the compost and see the juicy fruit!

We are the lovers of the Universe, Beloved One
and will never run out of patience
for time is needed for the cloud of cold gas
become a star.

So, shine! shine! shine!

 

The Abode
Waiting at the door steps of the Beloved One
how lucky to be offered so many homes!
If, all of a sudden, they all are gone
the cathedral of trees shelters us
and even if the wall-less refuge is gone
the fire of the Universal Love
ignited in the heart
will keep us warm for eons.

 

Accepting the Heritage
We are the continuation
of our ancestors
the energy of mindfulness
connects us with them
I carry all of them with me
all the ancestors are with me
they walk with me
and take a step with you.

In every step, in every breath, in every heartbeat
we are not independent from them
they are present in every cell of our body
every part of our being contains
all the generations of our ancestors

we are a river
and we carry all our ancestors with us
we are not a separate self
we are a continuous river
we are this continuation
we must accept the heritage
all the love, all the compassion
including the suffering
and to understand it
the crying tears
will help to heal us and our ancestors.

Oh Beloved One!
We shall overcome someday!
We are overcoming now!

 

Supernova of Love
Is it possible to control the course of our lives
through rational choices?
How could a bird control the sky in which she flies?
How could a fish control the ocean in which he swims?
How could a star control the galaxy in which it shines?
In the fragility and brevity of life
practice being in receptive silence
go beyond duality
and accept
love in its eternity.

For a cosmic instant
let’s outshine the galaxy
as a lantern of humanity
as a supernova of love
serving others
and know, Beloved Angel, that
Love is the goal
Love is the means
Love is the reason!

 

The Rediscovery
..surveying the world
in many skies
tonight it is as if
for the first time
the wings are grateful
for the air to be able to fly

the soul feels
humbly surrendering
to your presence, Beloved One,
endless caresses
in every heartbeat
rediscovering love…

 

Permeable
Oh! Awe!
please crack the mind’s shell
and enter the heart.

Oh! Beauty!
please tenderly caress the soul
with your ungraspable nature.

Oh! Courage!
please be as love in the eyes
and embody that fearless presence.

Oh! Beloved One!
please, please, _please_
forget what I said
but don’t stop the impermanent kiss
of this Great Silence…

 

Numberless Poetesses & Poets

Excruciating joy
ready and willing
hanging out the surface
quick to appear
at the slightest pretext

ignorant if I generate aversion
fool if I crave for it
who is “I”?

ubiquitous justice
as the power transforming
everything that stands against love…

Oh! Shams, Rumi, Hafez, Crazy Horse, Thomas, Drew, Sri, Pavi… Beloved Angel!
we belong to each other’s universe
let’s serve this unified soul selflessly
in a cosmic poem
as if our lives were ONE!

 

Whose Heart?

Do you see the essence within the manifestation, Beloved Angel?
Do you see the creator within the creation?

Holding hands to say what is not said;
shining eyes encountered to read what is not written.
Stillness generating great power,
work that no activity can accomplish.
Enamored by the description of soul,
hugs to embrace what cannot be grasped
a silent effect that speaking can never have.

Emancipated borders
they are so familiar
as your lips.
No countries, porous bodies
divine membrane of ONEness…

The Sun is my heart, my heart outside of this body;
her warmth does no work while working all the time
even during the night she is working.

To love you in service, Beloved One, is so effortless!
As you walk on the shores of the mind
your feet kissed by the Sea of Sweetness might be!
The sacred stream flows without break,
an Ocean of divine consciousness, devotion and wisdom
it has no resting place no home of its own
only the fine sand of courage
and a spring of love and wisdom
emerge from within
waves surrendering at your feet
boundless ocean
majestic roaring tides of love…

And then I say:
“What else but love could be in you?
You are not conscious of giving love.
Please don’t be afraid of your own beauty
of your own light
because you are like the Sun…”

As our Star,
your existence dispels darkness and brings light
no way to thank you for that,
it’s your nature.
Can darkness can be brought to the Sun?
The Sun arises every morning but does it rise to remove darkness?
Giving light is natural to the Sun,
giving our life to service, giving love is natural to us.

Let’s serve together Beloved Angel!
As Freedom manifests in our eternal love
one heartbeat at a time!

 

The Unmanifested Heart

The being in this infinite quest
have the only intention
to love you, Beloved One, more and more.

A supernova of love went off in the heart
cannot be spoken, thought, written or imagined
only experienced
with every fiber
too much energy for this ephemeral body
breaking up the chest
in expansiveness of bliss
thermailzing a colossal amount of feeling into tears
that wash the inner body
with awareness as it is…

Forgiveness manifests
as more teardrops of merits,
life can bear fruit once again
a heart that loves so intensely
that finds the yes side of no
planting a star
in the firmament of our collective spirit.

We give them for granted
the pumping heart, the Galaxy, the Sun, the Earth
the visible and invisible beings
their nectar of compassion
and all their unconditional love
always there
for us to exist.

We are consciousness remembering its origin
inner connectedness
like the story of our flying home
a cradle for our Planet
a disk that came from our Star
more interdependence and oneness
heart beams
rays of elation
recognizing the truth
when we see it
when we hear it
when we feel it
darkening the brightness
brightening the darkness
the day becoming dusk
the night becoming dawn
the dancing process of a SOULar eclipse
the hint of a smile turning into a grin.

The loving sunshine of your gaze, Beloved Angel,
melting the snow of innocence and shyness
flashing eyes
smiles radiating out at the spacetime
in front, back and around
rays of trust as keys
to fully open up the unmanifested heart.

 

Shadow of a Binary Star

Flecks of gold in your eyes
startled me
as if we had lived this moment before.
I knew I had found my companion,
exchange of long meaningful glances
constant light
between the dusk of words…

Our link to the unmanifested
consciousness emanates
as radiation emanates from the stars
don’t cultivate awareness of the inner body
be inner awareness
for presence is consciousness
lifting our souls
to the higher realm of here and now
the inner realm.

Ask the Milky Way about stories of lovers!
She knows them all
showers us once again
with her warm glow
an evolving invitation
effortlessly rediscovering love
illuminating the sky of intimacy
as a balm of tenderness,
each moment one step closer
towards our consummating hearts

in the beat of death
we take in each other’s
cosmic pheromones and a flash
of the first and last pressure of hands and wings
between you, Beloved Angel, and this being.

A binary star
looks as ONE
but who hears the invisible burning Ocean
the mystery and dimension
that comes from listening to the shadow of our star?
A nourishing dark and a blazing light
both always with us
an unknown divine concert guiding us
to dive into the depths, Beloved One,
of the silent breath
where the soul lives.

 

Bells Within Bells

Our lives,
like the sound of bells,
ride on top of the subtle music
of previous rings,
to amplify, as waves do,
messages of courage, compassion and love…

Can you feel their echo in the Planet?
One cannot be aware of the past
or the future,
and yet, there is
a spaceless and timeless connection,
so paradoxically real,
like bells within bells
in a live concert,
striking spirit chords.

Oh! Beloved Angel!
Why is your heart so free?
A choir of soul chimes:
she dwells harmoniously detached now;
he dwells detached
happily in the present moment.
Forget my words
but don’t miss a single note
and feel these vibrations
of the past, for the future, now!
Keep kissing the air
with your breath Beloved One!
and ring! ring! ring!

 

Life and Death of a Verse

… as this verse arises,
some intimacy dissolves
into that field
beyond impermanence,
in the midst of the selfless universe.
only, we merely are
this Great and Subtle Love
until,
like this verse, it passes away…

 

Service Space

Going beyond mind and matter
no one can do it for us
must be experienced by each soul.
Feel each sensation
without identifying with them.
There’s a horizon
between sensation and sensation
the barrier arises and passes away.
Surrender equally
to the pleasant and the painful
and the neutral, too!
All will pass.

Can you tell, Beloved Angel,
when you are beyond impermanence?
What happens when loving you is so great
that the boundaries between
grief and joy
pleasure and pain
and impermanence itself
disintegrate?
Aren’t you grateful
that there are no words
to describe this infinite and subtle love?
What is this being,
these human kallapas, when awareness
is completely absorbed
in sensations, in itself?
Suddenly, all cells are ONE and none…
observe continuously
until the mind dissolves
until the body dissolves
with everything that is.

Oh! Beloved One!
Forget these words
as the subtle breath
becomes tranquility of mind
detachment is mere detaching
wisdom is mere experiencing of impermanence
liberation is merely liberating
but love,
oh love, Beloved Angel!
love and loving others
are the wings
to fly through misery
to engage in a valley without limits:
into the Service Space.
Then, serve! serve! serve!

 

Metta-morphosis

My heart had a metamorphosis of love and kindness
since I met you, beloved one.

To Be in Receptive Silence
is a translation of
a universal love into human spirit.
Did you know that the soul is made out of love?

If we don’t love
we begin to die inside.
So love without limits,
Be courageous without limits,
Be compassionate without limits!

Every time that universal love
flows
through us,
the soul
shaped out of it
gets stronger.

Love is the reality,
poetry the drum
that calls us to act.
The soul lives
in the quiet breath…

Somewhere on
the ocean floor of the mind
lies the pearl of existence,
where stillness becomes
awareness and equanimity…
currents of attentive presence,
the buoyant force of life
emerges on the surface,
as ripples of kindness,
as waves of compassion,
as Tsunamis of love!
Go ahead and shape the shore of humanity,
as the Moon of Justice and Service
gently shapes the pearl of our existence!

This is the force
of light and gravity.
It comes from cosmic courage, ever dynamic,
inspired always by this love.
And thus, I sink again into darkness,
casting the anchor of a secret smile,
where photons cannot reach,
the eyes cannot see
and yet, with hearts wide open,
I feel the sun of your love, beloved one,
shaping the spacetime of life by
kissing the heart of hearts,
one wave at a time.

Sometimes happiness is the source of my smile;
sometimes my smile is the source of happiness.
Sometimes fearlessness is the source of my loving eyes;
sometimes my loving eyes are the source of fearlessness.
Sometimes courage is the source of stillness;
sometimes stillness is the source of courage.

Can you tell the difference, beloved friend?
Can you tell where the ocean kisses the sky?
Can you see that spot in the horizon where the Sun turns red?
Where your presence turns into red gold?
Can you tell that we live in a round borderless country,
where the color of our skin, legs and heart
are our passport and visa?
Can you tell if the moving clouds
are reflected on the still surface of the lake,
or if the still lake
is a reflection of the moving clouds?

Is this now the sound of the ocean or the wind in the forest?
Can you feel the sweet water meeting the sea?
Can you see the forest exhaling clouds?
Can you touch the light of the rainbow of your dreams?
Can you smell the joy of a liberated soul?
Can you taste the sweetness of forgiveness?
Can you tell where the macrocosmos dissolves the boundaries of the innercosm?

Zoom out to outer space
and tell me,
how does the horizon look like?
Zoom out to outer space
and tell me, beloved friend,
what does “country” mean now?

Zoom in into your heart
and you will honor diversity.
Zoom in into your heart
and you will find all the answers.

Listen beloved friend!
It is the roaring of our collective love
reaching the shores of now.
Feel the motion of the impermanent Earth
melting day into night,
sunsets into sunrises,
playing with our eyesight,
with our heartsight,
and now please tell me, My Dear,
why don’t we meet in the horizon of unity,
were we all become compassionate, courageous and wise?

Can you hear the sound made by the wings of a butterfly
during her first flight?

Yes beloved one,
Can you tell where and when
my heart had a metamorphosis of love and kindness?

It was when I met you.

Now let us praise the subtle beauty
to love without limits.
There’s a horizon beyond divisions, let us meet there.
Oh yes, beloved friend. Reclaim our responsibility to walk on the Planet.
and walk! walk! walk!

 

Infinite Vision

For many life times

many laps around the Sun
I guarded the star of my soul
but now in this Galaxy of startling rays
I lost track of which is mine…

I see you everywhere, beloved angel
I feel you everywhere, beloved one
the years grow shorter

the night sky is packed with stars
this society is a blind being
zigzagging on the road
but whoever feels Your Love
and tries Your Food
sees beyond the stars and beyond the blind being.

Great souls walk among us.
How does the crowd miss his bright smile?
How does the other crowd miss her shining eyes?

To honor the Milky Way is to honor your face.
Honor, the Atmosphere. What we say, a little grain of pollen.

So the air-journey goes on, and who knows where!
Just to be held by the Air
is the best luck we could have.
It’s a total waking up!

Why should we grief that we’ve been sleeping?
It doesn’t matter how long we’ve been unconscious.

Feel the motions of tenderness
around you, the buoyancy
the possibility of pollination
caught in this
majestic wind of the Cosmos.

Love is my only companion
Love is the sights of the soul
the infinite vision
that fuels the motion of our hearts.

 

Ancient But Fresh

Your eyes as galaxies
as time machines
or your galaxies, beloved one, as eyes
as space for beauty
say our love is not about two rays melting into one
that’s many trillion times bigger that the Sun
our love is from the Big Bang
that’s where it’s from

be courageous
be compassionate
remove the locks from the windows of the heart
and let the air of generosity enter your temple
in and out a flow of fresh kindness
will fly through the center of our chest

it’s time to start acting according to our cosmic age
go back to the Big Bang
where we first met
14 billion years of stories
telling that our love keeps expanding…

 

Indescribable

undivided, infinite, changeless and eternal

trace back far enough
look at this heart
look at this soul
to understand my love for you, beloved angel

can you see anything when it is happening?
it happened already
we see the whole thing in the past
it is only by seeing events late
that we are able to see them away from us

is this love bigger than space?
but without space, how can one see things as small?
it’s beyond space
it cannot be in space
it has nothing to do with space
this love is undivided and infinite

does this love last longer than time?
but without time, how can one see things as changing?
it’s beyond time
it cannot be in time
it has nothing to do with time
this love is eternal and changeless

this universe
quite a bit divided, divided into atoms
quite a bit finite, tiny electrical particles
quite a bit active, falling together by gravity into galaxies and stars…
gravity is unidividedness seen in the divided
electricity is infinitude seen in the finite
momentum is changelessness seen in the changing

this universe
falls together by gravity
flies apart by electricity
and remains totally stationary
that’s our universe
so as our nature

paradoxes of the Universe of Love

we want to be totally in love
totally free
totally alone
we all run towards
the undivided, the infinite, the eternal, the changeless
a cosmic spacetime run
a carved path by relativity
reality one
views many
where the separation between the lover and the beloved is zero…

yes beloved one, the whole Universe is not big enough for This Love!

 

Still Indescribable

Lovers of the Cosmos!
all is blessed and broken
tracing the whole growth of concepts
rather than their acceptance

Servers of the Universe!
worship is serving
where service is needed
wether the offering be food, or education or spiritual illumination
genuine sense of service
kinship and love for all humanity

Wanderers of the Earth!
you were always in the soul
no reason to look for you anymore

the whole world is full of the Universal Love
moments of immortality
serving others
we live in what we love

the surest test of love
working together in a selfless cause
let there be no separation
it is possible to love forever
all separateness coming to an end

a caress for the soul
like the touch of a soft feather
still warm
from a falcon’s death
whose plucked essence will continue to fly
drinking the light of the shy Moon
in the middle of the night
wrapped in our eternal journey
honoring life
burring the dead
his last sight
the spirit of immortal love
her last sigh
the call to keep embracing the undivided

as moths attracted by light
we feel driven towards
peace
and love
and freedom

the search of the changeless
shows as the yearning for peace
the search for the undivided
shows as love
the search for the infinite
shows as the yearning for freedom

lose ourselves in our unity
that’s to love each other
to live playing
like a perpetual fountain in the heart

lover with the Beloved
united
transfigured
transformed

the Galaxy, the eyes that see and the light
all in One
lover, Beloved and love
all in One

blessed be the oneness!
blessed be the redness of our hearts!
blessed be the souls for we don’t know how to stop loving!

blessed be! blessed be! blessed be!

 

Reconocimiento Celestial

Cuando me fui a dormir
el corazón de la Galaxia
con la copa del cedro, esataba nivelado…
y cuando desperté,
no se había movido.

Me tomó un instante
reconocer tu presencia
venía como una cósmica caricia.
Un instante fue suficiente
para abrazar tu latido y sonrisa
que calientan el alma de forma peligrosa …

¡Oh marvillosos sueños
acogidos entre respiros!
¡Oh hermosura indivisible
y nuestras experiencias de
unidad celestial irresistible!

[and the rough translation]:

When I went to sleep
the heart of the Milky Way
was just leveled with the top of the cedar tree…
and when I woke up,
it had not moved.

It took me an instant
to recognize your presence
coming as a cosmic kiss.
One instant was enough to embrace
your dangerous smile
warming the soul in every heartbeat…

Oh! ONEderful dreams
held in between breaths!
Oh! Beautiful oneness
and our experiences
of irresistible celestial unity!

 

Gotas de Luz en el Mar del Cielo

…con los brazos y el corazón abiertos
espero entre espíritus y vientos
celestes reconomcimientos
y amores mezclados
bebiendo mar de sueños el pecho llama
diciendo en fuegos cruzados
todo aquel que ama
palpitando tu nombre con auspicio
entre los ecos mudos del silencio
cada respiro es un verso
cada segundo una ofrenda al amor del universo
por eso te espero en silencio receptivo
porque amarte es mi único motivo…

 

Bálsamo de Luz

Tu aroma es mi segunda piel
reecuentro de los alientos de siempre
liquidos murmullos de miel
del Amor Universal en tu vientre.

La cita de Jupiter y la Luna creciente
en mi cielo la noche extendida
en un brazo la caricia reciente
es avalancha de amor encendida.

La impermanencia del ser y estar
bálsamo de luz a todas las almas
brindando un rugido de bienestar
mas en profundo silencio las amas.

 

Earth

honor our larger body
growing a global heart
ennoble your life
be humble as you affect her
for the next thousand years
don’t waste time
love everyone
loudly and in receptive silence

be a socially just presence
a movement
of conscious committed people
be part of it
human-kind
serve all beings
don’t talk about it
be the conversation
don’t waste time
love everyone
loudly and in receptive silence

you’ve always mattered
there’s possibility
evolving always as love
know there’s no enemies
be alive and grateful
death is waiting for you
don’t waste time
love everyone
loudly and in receptive silence

plant kindness, courage and compassion
harvest our collective wisdom
and remember
the best time to kiss her:
twenty years ago and
now! now! now!

 

Inextinguishable Fire

beyond the confinements of the chest
long to silently hold
the whole universe of the inextinguishable fire
in these arms of oneness
beloved angel please feel
this infinite love flowing
through every cell of the body
through every void of the being
please feel every vibration
every moment of impermanence
in the vastness of this ocean of emptiness
filled with indescribable identityless universal love

may these tears of joy water the seeds of happiness, courage, compassion and wisdom that are in everyone’s heart for eaons to come…

[close your eyes and feel these vibrations of love]

 

Free Without Formality

All of existence is the creation of Love
for the purpose of that Love
to reveal itself in the full magnitude
of Beauty and Generosity…

sing to the impermanence of the rainbow!
for only someone who emits light
in all its colours
from a red heart of gold
can appreciate sunshine and rain at the same time

today is the day, beloved angel,
the star remembers the Galaxy where it was born,
and today is the day, my dear,
we all remember this world is our very own…

Listen, oh star! give yourself up without regret,
and in exchange gain the entire Milky Way.
Listen, oh star! bestow upon yourself this honor,
and in the arms of the Galaxy be secure.

In generosity and helping others, be like a river.
In compassion and grace, be like the Sun.
In concealing others’ faults, be like the night.
In anger and fury, be as if you have died.
In modesty and humility, be like the Earth.
In tolerance, be like the sea.
In patience, be like the Milky Way.
Appear as you are, or be as you appear…

… but be free without formality.

Because one could live through
the greatest tragedy imaginable, Beloved One,
and still trust and be true to Love.

Attitude is the scent of the heart
smell! smell! smell!

 

Disobey With Great Love

If you really work for liberation, stop paying for war.
Disobey with Great Love, be informed and do it beautifully.

If you are tired of violence, stop fueling it.
Watch your mind and be the change harmoniously.
If you are sick of cowardice, start healing the soul.
Embrace with courage the fearless community.

If you really work for liberation, stop paying for war.
Disobey with Great Love, be informed and do it beautifully.

If you spread generosity, stop playing with greed.
Serve all with no strings attached and move away from wage slavery.
If you strive for freedom, stop putting people in power.
Put power in people, be just and celebrate equality.

If you really work for liberation, stop paying for war.
Disobey with Great Love, be informed and do it beautifully.

If you plant justice, recognize that all wars are civil wars.
Be the total (R)evolution of the human spirt, share your inner and outer stars.
There’s no other, there’s no enemy, not even the 1%
the only enemy, is our cooperation and lack of descent.

If you really work for liberation, stop paying for war.
Disobey with Great Love, be informed and do it beautifully.

 

Learning

As the silent Sun kisses
the flower to open its petals,
this noisy heart of mine
must learn to quietly kiss you, my angel,
to open the petals of your soul.

As the Full Moon hugs
the ground to reveal her night secrets,
these cloudy eyes of mine
must learn to brightly hug you, my dear,
to reveal the mysteries of your other lives.

As the graceful rainbow connects
the town’s inspiration to the horizon of dreams,
this monotonous ears of mine
must learn to colourfully touch you, my friend,
in espectacular conversations of the hearts.

As the gentle rotation of the Earth directs
her symphony of birds to sing dusk and dawn,
this gross respiration of mine
must learn to harmoniously sing you, beloved angel,
to find, in shared anapana, the music room in your chest.

As the bold terminator of the morning light walks
to convert darkness into brightness,
this shy tongue of mine
must learn to warmly walk your lips, my sweet one,
to drink their line between wet and dry.

As the kaleidoscopic Spring showers
the valley to integrate its rich scent,
this monochromatic nose of mine
must learn to smilingly smell you, adored one,
to shower the family with happiness to live joyfully together.

As the smooth river caresses
the bank to nourish its soil,
this broken flow of love of mine
must learn to gently caress you, my angel,
to nourish our interbeing bank.

As the soothing bell tickles
the air to enchant its molecules,
these dull vibrations of mine
must learn to be all pervasive
to enchant all your cells in the spirit of love.

As the old mountain dances
to the rhythm of impermanence,
this stiff blood of mine
must learn to playfully dance with you
to let our steps be in freedom.

As the Great Silence trusts
stillness to be its sacred streams,
this wandering mind of mine
must learn to be still
and keep trusting in our divine encounters.

As the refreshing rain serves
the intimacy of life to activate its power,
this dry presence of mine
must learn to selflessly serve you, Beloved One,
to refresh our resilient and dynamic love.

As the fearless Milky Way rejoices
the emptiness to acknowledge its vastness,
this insecure spirit of mine
must learn to courageously celebrate our existence
in the vast Universe of Now.

So smile and learn! learn! learn!

 

AUMUA

om + amo = AUMUA [pronounced “om-mua”]

a sweet/solid palindrome trying to express what goes beyond words, communicating the divine juncture of the loving unit of we, a couple loving each other for the benefit of all beings…

Fuerza para el bienestar de tod@s los seres… el temblor de una estrella se siente al arrancar un pétalo de la flor…

Amándonos con mentes y corazones en lealtad
Universalmente siempre dinámica
Mutua inspiración y libertad
Unión sagrada y única
Astronómica

 

El Corazón Palíndrome

alba habla somos seres aumua
soñar amar años nomon
se es o no se es
Zapata ata paz
ella te dará detalle
la ruta natural, la tomo como tal
amaos, aporto otro paso, ama
aire solo seria
acurruca soles
arad luz azul dará
eje
y
ojo
aumua, es reconocerse, somos seres aumua

 

Rendirse
algo misteriosamente hermoso esta mañana sucedió
cuando por completo el alma se rindió
a tu voluntad sutil y divina
simples sugerencias, un mundano beso y rutina

como cuando esta pluma sublime y su tinta libre
se deslizan sin esfuerzo en caricias del papel
amorosas órdenes firmando líneas de miel
miles de sublíneas, cohesión inentendible, conexión siempre

en estos espacios, Bienamada ita, está tu ausencia
dando sentido entre letra y letra la mente silencia
eso es lo que anhelo, olvida lo que escribo, sentimos el cultivo
del vacío expansivo de un corazón contemplativo

observando por igual, moléculas su inspiración y color
como billones de seres en este cuerpo, ritmo y sabor
de las estrellas y su fuego blanco compartido
sin saber nutren este amor espontáneo y dejan el corazón rendido

 

Relation(Ship) To Sail in-Love
silent rivers of light to quench the fierce thirst of the heart… [facilitated by the siblings of Sigur Rós in Ekki múkk. Visuals & music for a more holistic experience, verses both, in Spanish and English].

flotando arriba y entre el océano de estrellas
barco contínuo de la confianza
sin orillas
ni corrientes
sino la luz y la sombra
¡el Sol de la Tierra hermoso!
la estrella de lo misterioso

sólo el amor tiene el poder sobre el amor
como, sobre, las nubes de dolor
se fusionan, debajo, con el océano de alegría
es poder con
ahogado en total unión íntima
la inmersión con La Divina

celos se evaporan
misericordia y amor se condensan
ciclos incluyendo el uno al otro
alimentando aves que vuelan sin alas
y peces valientes con sueños muy grandes
para ser contenidos en un universo de agua

ahora caminan la tierra
y ya llegaron a la Luna
y pronto a las estrellas

un mar en calma sin movimiento
de una tormenta de belleza
ondas de lo invisible
lo delicado, lo indecible
eres fuego empapado
inhalando luz de agua
eres el Primer Rayo del Amanecer
tu flujo interminable
contínuo y rítmico  

olas de preguntas
¡shh! ¡shh!
vívelas, navégalas
sin respuestas
y mis labios cierra
de tu beso las estrellas
este deseo sellas
con el fuego blanco de tu tierra

vuela sobre el vasto océano interno del silencio
sin seguridad alguna
sólo el gentil flote
de tu amor tierno
caricia imposiblemente tierna
de tu luz inextinguible
Bienamada del encanto viviente

mira el horizonte infinito del alma
sé silencio
exhalando agua de luz
sé el Último Rayo del Atardecer
entra
y húndete cantando en el Corazón de Amor…

¡húndete! ¡húndete! ¡húndete!

   … aumua …

[English flow]

floating above and among the ocean of stars
the steady ship of trust
no shores
no currents
but the light and shadow
the Sun of the Earth!
the star of the mysterious

only love has power over love
as the clouds of sorrow, over
fuse with the ocean of joy, under
it is power with
drowned in the ultimate intimate union
immersion with the Divine

jealousy evaporates
compassion & love condensates
cycles containing one another
nourishing flying birds without wings
and bold fish with dreams too big
to be contained in a universe of water

now they walk the land
and already reached the Moon
and soon the stars

a calm sea of stillness
from a torment of beauty
ripples of the invisible
the delicate, the unsayable
soaked fire you are
inhaling light of water
the First Ray of Dawn
your never-ending
continuous rhythmic flow

waves of questions
hush! hush!
live them, surf them
without answers
and close my lips
with the stars of your kiss
seal this desire
with the ground of your white fire

fly over the vast inner ocean of silence
with no security but
the gentle buoyancy
of your tender love
impossible tender touch
of your inextinguishable light
Beloved One of the living delight

stare at the infinite horizon of the soul
be quiet
exhaling water of light
be the Last Ray of Dusk
enter
and sink singing in the Heart of Love…

sink! sink! sink!

   … aumua …

 

The Unfathomable ManzanITA
you whispered verses
in the soul
as I sat
on your brown flying carpet of dreams…

Oh! ManzanITA
how do you go
beyond mind and matter
and money, really?

how is that you don’t need a five star hotel
because you’ve been staying in
a 300 billion star hotel
for years and years

in one way, shape or form
until my life is oriented
to serve others
with the volition of love
until then
chronic outbursts of misery
will haunt me

tell me a story
of how souls reencounter
here
being in receptive silence
to fall in love
to walk together
to rise up!

how the irresistible stickiness of your fruit
enchants the musk deer
and your terse red
attracts the most dear

acorns, oaks, pines, bay leaves and cedars
all in unison networking
with you
for life

the glowing green
and radiant maroon
are your silent words
resembling the ways
to reach the heart

look at this love
and see a rainbow of smiles too

yes, you speak in colors
in ancient tongues
the mosses reply
in vibrant hues

and your branches
and your roots
oh your branches and roots!
elegant arteries seducing the land
or is the sky?
or is it both?

Is it blood that keeps you red
or is it the liberated souls?
Is it the panting of wind and water
that keeps you so soft
or is it the transpiration of freedom?
Is it your alveoli that keeps you fresh
or is it the stillness of minds?

to say you are
in the tenderest place of my heart
could be a cliché
it is certainly an understatement
since your whole being is a superlative

being-est Unfathomable Manzanita!
branched alveoli being one
with the air
ventricles dancing
with the flow of awareness of life

lung-like
heart-like
splendid composition
symphony, concert, song
mind and breath
heart and love

I have drunk your secret waters
and not the dew
not the late showers
not even the melting snow
have given me clue
of the power of your
impermanent raptureness

surrendered is the lover
to the continuos music
that is the breath of the Beloved One

and then you conjugate haiku:

This body decaying
this Love forever strong. Breathe
this moment to connect them.

In stillness inspire
the heart’s effort. Exhale
effortlessly just being.

Be aware of each breath
for this could be the last one
smile, witness your death.

Compostable Love
after each regeneration, newer
fresher, stronger.

liquid sprouting flowing like a river
in browns and greens and reds
everywhere
saw you catching snow
again
crying of joy after the rain
glowing naked
under the Full Moon
and the Full Milky Way
and then gave you the New Moon
letter that has lost its envelope
whose seal has been broken
and will pass away too

If only García Lorca
genius
itas and itos
could describe you and all this in a haiku…
what would they say?
after all
aren’t we all gifts of the Universe?

you whispered verses
in the soul
as I sat
on your brown flying carpet of dreams
and finally it emerged
after a little bit:

Oh ManzanITA!
bark in a bow, what’s to wrap with
your curls of silence?

¡Oh ManzanITA!
moño de corteza, ¿qué hay que envolver
con tus caireles de silencio?

Once again, Pancho surrenders
to the Unfathomable ManzanITA
with unending gratitude
and beginningless love…

A Little Bit
[From Conversations with a ManzanITA: she whispered verses in the soul as I sat on her brown flying carpet of dreams…]

A little bit, a few leaves in my hand
out of this bushy tree
out of this Forest of Truth!

A little bit of droplets in my face
out of this flowing river
out of this Ocean of Love!

A little bit of oxygen in my chest
out of this inspired blowing wind
out of this Atmosphere of Compassion!

A little bit, some few photons in my body
out of this vibrant star
out of this Galaxy of Wisdom!

A little bit of a lot of courageous
sisters and brothers in my heart
out of this transcendent-inclusive evolving humanity
out of this Universe of Life!

A little bit and how much there is!?!

and bit by bit
the translucent mind
when still
reveals the cessation of misery

and beat by beat
the incessant heart
when open
reminds that Love is what matters

The Heart of the Universe pulses
with an impermanent yet
unstoppable penetrating power.
Vibrate with it.
Be it.
Just a little bit, just a little bit.

Oh Beloved One!
To be in-love and to surrender
is to be aware of
the merging
with you
in every leaf
in every water droplet
in every pocket of air
in every photon
in every person
in every laughter
in every vibration
in every moment…

So blessed be
all there is
a little bit, a little bit, a little bit…


Few Haiku

————
delicate yellow
creative fire takes no wood
the leaf falls in mud

————

broken open walnut
aromatic dark ink splashes the ground
in a rotting shell

————

losing a feather the owl flies at night
plucked by hunger and the white Moon light

————

feather black and white
left the flight
still receives stars tonight

————

golden gift
Fall surprise in crunchy wrapper
berry wrinkled sweetness

————

matching night and day
curled up greeted by dusk’s last ray
scent alone musk dear

————

rainbow sound of light
droplets revealing colors
oh! melodies everywhere

————

dam of leaves
stillness by smooth stones
trickling sound moves forward

————

one fairy plays
water the leaf rock at home creek
walking droplets merge

————

quality spacetime
best friends are love and breath
last thing that will leave you

————

warm dreams and nest
she’s in-love and in-laughter
the writer rest

————

window open
invites the silent dark night
smack! the stars kiss you

————

unexpected Moon
silent stream thru open window
delves in light and life

————

pure and tender love
she surrenders in gentle touch
call to arms: rise up!

————

tip of the flame
genius fingertips of fire
in creative flow

————

the sail is up
boat feels the sun and drag
letting be waves and keel

————

straight wind sets the boat still
inaction play, strength dancing
with the vast ocean

————


A Canticle Farm…

to challenge the screaming metal
fake soulless sirens without music or oceans or dreams
to challenge bullets that always find the heart of a mother
victims in both sides of the gun
the crying soul of dinosaurs
reverberating the collapse of the industrial growth society

to stop giving permits to destroy our magnificent biodiversity
to break down the fences of mistrust
to dismantle the empire…

to acknowledge the hummingbird!
the concert of leaves
the singing willow
the forest of fruit
the healthy and local food
the Earth
the Sun, the Water, the Moon, the Wind, the Fire
the sisterhood
the brotherhood

to reclaim our starness
our waterness
our friendship and gratitude
our world citizenship
to reclaim our right to walk freely in the Planet
to remember that violence is ignorance
and anger is compassion that forgot how to breathe

to remember that anger is compassion that forgot how to breathe

the Heart of hearts pulses to
NOT talk
NOT try
NOT teach
but
to BE Love
to BE Courage
to BE Wisdom

if greed is the norm
if violence the means
if hate the vehicle
if fear the source
let’s be crazy wisdom and put our shoes on the head!

and serve others with no strings attached
and love one another as if there’s no tomorrow
and embody nonviolence as if it was possible
and Disobey with Great Love
and regenerate our soul
and regenerate our soil

to inspire waves of The Great Turning
of the Great Generation
the Great Liberation
of the Great Movement that knows there’s no enemy
that knows that every war is a civil war
that offering dignity is the way to connect
one heart at a time
one home at a time
one block at a time

houses of peace
houses of courage and fearlessness
houses of friendship
houses of generosity
houses of compassion
houses of inspiration
36 avenues
36 villages
36 cities
36 worlds…

it is the 36th avenue of the 7 billionth soul!
forget about the 5 star hotel
you have 300 billion stars as a roof for billions of years
offered as a gift!
it is too valuable to be sold
too precious to not be lived
too beautiful to not die for

36 avenues and how many generations?
are there 7 generations?
youngsters lost in miserable violence
where’s the alternative?
where’s the reverence?
how can we see the system blindness?

let’s breathe some joy
some equanimity
some peace
let’s breathe some justice
and find the beauty in darkness and light
resilient heroic survivors
stars and roses breaking the concrete
breaking old paradigms
holding in there
holding the spacetime
to teach us how to live and die
how to be aware of impermanence
aware of patience
how to love our oneness
and realize that we are Love itself
and realize that we ALL are Native Beings of the Planet

14 billion years
our cosmic age
let us act accordingly
we are 14 billion years old!

let us see the light
in the eyes of our neighbors

let us see the light
in the eyes of our neighbors
the courage of our common ancestry
and be a fierce mirror
of the Universal Love
to cultivate the heart of a mother
one heart at a time
one home at a time
one block at a time.


Drink It All

no rain
only tears from the stars
the responsibility to drink
Truth
moment by moment
drop by drop
the non-stoping stream
of the Ocean of Love


Nahui Ollin (Cosmic Movement)

Listen to her roar
we are the sacred living body, mind and spirit of the Earth
we are the sacred living body, mind and spirit of the Earth

wake up! she is crying
wake up! we are dying
leave that somnolence
and surrender to the mystery of embodying Radical Love
every moment
in Nahui Ollin, in Cosmic Movement.

We all are indigenous people of the Earth
pregnant with responsibility and magical ability
and we can give birth
to a healthy gift-ecology.

Disobey with Great Love, these are the years
when the monarch butterflies don’t appear
and the melting glaciars are our tears
as the tar sands’ machine leaves a visible brutal scar
the deported mother knew long ago in her heart.

Fukushima’s radioactive pain is breathed by all
as we scapegoat our teens in Juvenal Hall.
Diaobesity? the solution will never be Monsanto’s GMOs
forget about its roundup
because I am a superweed saluting the Sun
on the prison’s parking lot;
and you are a superflower hosting the wild bee
dismantling the system by just being;
and we are a supernova spreading love
with astronomical patience we don’t fall short of.

Come and bake bread and break bread
and in communion wake up my dear friend
with every breath!
Disobey the market with every breath
and with every breath
let the Cosmic Christ, the Cosmic Buddha,
the Cosmic Creator,
the Cosmic Zapatistas, the Cosmic Black Panthers,
(put ’em together and get the Cosmic Zapanteras!)
the Cosmic Movement, the Nahui Ollin
flow through you in this dance of life and death.

The Milky Way with her billions of cosmic sparks asked:
what is love’s highest ideal of itself
that wants to flow through you?
Nahui Ollin

and the Sun responded with this dance of planets
and her rays of love;
and the Earth responded with this celebration of life
and the feast of your existence;
and you responded with a big smile
and Disobeying with Great Love…

Yes! We are a celebration of the body of the Earth
longing to be aligned with her mind and heart!

Yes! We are a celebration of the mind of the Earth
yearning for insight, compassion and equanimity!

Yes! We are a celebration of the heart of the Earth
not willing to stop this fierce love as long as we are alive!

Be courageous and never go back to sleep.

Listen to her whisper
we are the sacred living body, mind and spirit of the Earth
we are the sacred living body, mind and spirit of the Earth

surrender to the mystery of embodying Radical Love
every moment
in Nahui Ollin, in Cosmic Movement.

 


Being the Luminous Heart

don’t wait
be what needs to be done
like your incessant pumping heart
like the storm after a drought
like the spoken word during injustice
like the symphony of frogs in the (inner)city
like the song of a bird after the clearcut
like the galaxy in the empty space
like the wise sage and her wrinkles of kindness
making the crying baby smile

be death’s secret
nothing to do with killing
nor racism, sexism or hydrogen bombs
nor fracking the land or gmos
nah! death’s real secret
the one you are not afraid of
to understand who we are
to find our planetary identity
the prodigal third daughter of the Sun
we are alive and swirling!
keep dancing in the galactic floor
be Earth now
laugh! dance! and then laugh again!

oh beloved heart!
you are meant to be broken
we are been breathed by Earth
stretching our tissues of identity
weaving our fantastic stories
fabric of arteries and veins
shaping and watching the movement
of the present moment
expansion and contraction
grappling for land and air
extending the branches of your essence’s art

every atom of your being
shaken by supernovas
combed by galactic winds
encouraging your glorious sculpture
shaped when we were sung by Mother Sea
an embrace of tender possibility
left at the moving shore

spirit exposed to the will
of chisel rays
by the closest galaxy
and the closest sun
and the closest moon
in a dance of unstoppable creativity
their visiting genius revealing
our unimaginable talent
to live the (r)evolution now
as our privilege and responsibility

the water and blood and lights
scar our hearts
sharp tears
crossing the mind’s shores
carving out
all the moments of our lives
and then scatter them across the heavens
like stars, for all to see
but are we strongenough
bravenough
awarenough
to bear the glory of the starry night?

do we realize the cosmic
vulnerability and feast
that we are?

in this night of the soul,
can we hear each other’s
greatness and wounds
as the vastness
among our heartbeats disappears
with a collapsing Big Bang sung
by radical love?

be the fluid prayer
both light and shade
that casts out the best in us
to love one another

and please, don’t wait
don’t get stuck in that bliss
because while we all are dying
the dynamic lovers
keep supporting this
immortal kiss

be the fluid prayer
that compassionate blood
which opens more and heals
our collective
tender strong brokenopen heart…

the unexpected metamorphosis
is within
it could be now
it could be sudden
it could be slow
or at the speed of an Amazonic garden

unknown transfiguration
from a red holly stream to become
the courageous heart of Earth

get out of the rhythm of time
the magic might stop for awhile
life is finite
but don’t count your merits,
failings or blessings,
does a happy heart count her heartbeats?
just get into the rhythm of love
and just
pump! pump! pump!

that’s the secret to be re-membered
now
in silence
happy
beyond mind and matter
the memory is in the cosmic sky
smiling countless droplets of light
make an adventurous painful journey
to water the ocean of our existence
with abundant joy
so that we can
love! love! love!

About Pancho

To live in radical joyous shared servanthood to unify humanity.
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4 Responses to Poetry is the Science of the Soul

  1. Victor Ramos Plascencia says:

    I found your last poem (“Whose Heart?”) very nice, very nice indeed, beloved Pancho.
    I enjoyed especially concepts you inspire like:
    “Emancipated borders”
    “Holding hands to say what is not said”
    “shining eyes encountered to read what is not written”
    “As you walk on the shores of the mind”

    Your dad

  2. CFMOM says:

    Thanks for writing Pancho.

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