The Universe regards itself
Here, two conscious points surf the wave
And the quantum is Love
Warm blood and breath
Animal scents, senses reeling
You and me, two hearts’ beats entrained
Grounded, in stillness well founded
Rapt and enwrapped
All creation endures, creates
This guest house has many rooms
Where all passes unjudged
The wave is one with ocean
All will is being
15 January 2022
Two Old Oaks?….
A poem by the Sufi mystic, Rumi:-
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
Some momentary awareness
comes as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door, laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from the beyond.