All that you are,
is all of me,
I am a portion,
you are the whole,
yet I am the whole of you,
through transmutation
of the portion.
My whole,
is your portion,
yet am I not constructed
of your wholeness,
of your gentle being,
and love being divided,
and reunited;
can mercy be portioned out?
I am here to make a trade,
are you willing to deal,
are you not the Son of Man,
climb off your throne,
and face me as one who is worthy,
to share your heart,
and to share your being.
I am casting of the shadow,
of the earthly flesh,
that deceptive substance,
that blinds me to what I am.
Truly its been fun,
stunningly beautiful in fact,
yet now I long to trade it all away,
for just one thing.
I have had all the best,
soaring joy
and the deepest sorrow.
And through it all,
you looked through the light,
held within my eyes,
and have seen all of yourself,
flowing in, through and around me.
So if you must,
if you insist,
if you persist,
in hiding from me,
so be it,
I will no longer contend with you.
My struggle is over,
I let you go,
be whatever you are,
hide from me,
I will never understand,
this is not love as I understand it,
so I’ll be on my own way.
as my heart breaks,
that you will not reveal,
the intimacy of your being,
hiding deep, very deep within me.
I am willing to trade with you though,
I’ve counted the price,
the cost so to speak,
and I will take everything that I am,
and all that I know,
for one moment,
dwelling in your perfect love and life.
I was born seeking after you,
my heart has always been united with yours,
so why do you not exist
for me?
Let the others play the game,
placing faith in religious prescriptions,
but they’re not for me,
They never were,
I want it all or nothing,
I will not fake it,
just to try to please you,
I’ve told you
I want it All.
So if you plan
to leave me bereft again,
good for you,
we’ve been here before,
but do you view me with compassion?
If you can give me nothing else,
Then give me one thing,
let my being begin to hum and sing,
with the vibration of your singular being.
Let my body vibrate,
in the staccato of the pulse
that animates all being,
that raises dust from the ground
into human form,
let me hum and vibrate,
until I match the sound
emanating from your being.
And as the pulsing vibration flows,
plasma, passing through,
elevated into the light of your being,
transforming,
transmuting,
uplifting,
all of what I am,
unleashing the attributes
of the settled gifting,
of your light and love
within me.
I could be quite content,
to rest in total unknowing,
so long as I,
exist
within your presence,
even if I must be a blind fool,
illuminate me with you,
let me be you,
and you me,
cascading,
and tumbling
humming
and becoming
as One.