Ode To Tahoe

The water is clearer than the air, and the air is the air that angels breathe.

-Mark Twain

“…at last the lake burst upon us—a noble sheet of blue water lifted six thousand three hundred feet above the level of the sea, and walled in by a rim of snow-clad mountain peaks that towered aloft full three thousand feet higher still… I thought it must surely be the fairest picture the whole earth affords.”

-A distant relative of mine—Mark Twain

Should I stand perchance
and gaze upon your shore
while your waves they dance
—abrupt and still
where my thoughts 
shall spill forevermore.
 
I look so deep 
within your emerald depth
for as much
as what I seek
is likened to your clarity. 
 
And so it is
beneath a mirror 
—tinted zephyr
here I stood 
dreaming awake 
fifteen years to the day.
 
For my gladness 
you have given
and my wishes true
as your hue blue.
Though in your reflection of me
I will always see a storm-savaged sea
amongst these waves of tranquility.
 
Floated by your youth
upon a buoyant breeze
with your water and your sand
you took me by the hand.
And so I swam
through the depths of you 
so deep and blue
so tried and true.

BeLove © 2018

Soul Wax

So let us head His way
towards a brand new day.
It is there
He will seal our stamps
beneath Heaven’s oiled lamp.

The soul like a wax
waiting for its seal
only to be softened 
on the path to God’s will

A soul itself
has no identity
til it finds some warmth 
deep in His destiny.

This wax it will melt
as it reaches His hand
and so it will be
whatever He sees
as the truth of our identity
shall forever set us free.

For all souls will fall soft
as they turn to His light
cradled with a faith

which howls with the coming night.

But if a soul so lost
lives in the dark 
with no intent 
of seeking His spark
the spark it will cease
while the soul dries hard
and crumble it shall
to an arid ash 
fallen through the crease of hell

Therefore it is wise
to stand beside
His blazing fire
held by a hand and His will 
as our only desire. 

It is then

when we sit soft
a place He will prepare 
one of which 
we have never been scared.

Stay warm and oh so whole
for on the day of death—so cold
Christ will come
to carry us through 
one last breath 
on our way Home.

So let us head His way 
towards a brand new day. 
It is there
He will seal our stamps
beneath Heaven’s oiled lamp.

And please say your peace
as you leave your feet.
It’s nothing but your soul’s
divine identity 
pure bliss will forever keep.

BeLove © 2019

Rhythm Of Prayer

The rhythmic effect of prayer will streamline its way into everyday when done consistent.

When I picked up this pen again to entertain this hobby of mine, little did I know how much work God wants to do with our souls.  This is even truer when I started to allow Him into my creative room with the potency of prayer.  I began to realize this as my desire for certain things slowly began to vanish the more I prayed. There has been a few days in between that I sought pleasure and profit, as it is instinct.  It is easy to become intoxicated with the sweetness of the taste for things we write upon here and there.  Yet now, with each passing day something I felt attached to, or desired in some way, slowly makes its exit from the daily agenda of my refreshed mentality.  And I have been able to “let it all go” through prayer.

Prayer is a stained glass in which the light has been refracted through the color of God.

Prayer is the union of our mind and our will with God in an act of pure love bringing us into obscure contact with Him as He really is.  The reason I like to pray is to renew and redevelop my mind from all of the trivial things that wrap around it. All the while letting go of my will.  Prayer then infuses with the soul and then comes the direct intervention with God.  I am beginning to think that the tremors that move through us as we pray is the soul communicating with God.  The soul raises the whole process of the prayer’s progress above the level of our perceived landscape and it is possible that our spirit carries it to Him.  It is then that my capacity for suffering seems to drain from my clogged mind, only to be filled with His infused light and love.  

Potency Of Prayer

Before any of this begins, it is ordinary to labor with the proper preparation of prayer in our own way and with the help of His grace.  It is by adding depth to our knowledge and love of God in all forms of prayer, that our will starts to set itself free from the attachment of our own created circumstance.  

I have found that the best thing a beginner can do at the first inkling of spiritual osmosis is to develop discipline of the mind.  This enables us to concentrate on a spiritual matter and get below the surface of its meaning and incorporate it into our own lives.  By doing this we acquire the agility and freedom of mind, which helps us to find the light and warmth in the love of God.  

People who pretend to think about God only during those fixed periods after their own cruel agenda has left them weak and stranded will never amount to anything in the spiritual life. In fact they will not even think of Him in the moment of prayer.  They instead focus on themselves, which will not get them very far on the path to His Promised Land. 

“When you ask, you do not receive, because you ask with wrong motives, that you may spend what you get on your pleasures.

James 4:3

 Get Creative

A few months ago I started to post in the sense of prayer.  This I thought at first was to go against the grain of God.  I must confess though, it has helped me when adjusting myself for extended moments of prayer.  I recommend that all try it.  You don’t need to post it for the world to see, but it helps if you spell out the direction you would like to go, then it can only be used as an instrument of His will. I now believe one hundred percent that writing is a form of prayer.  The rhythmic effect of prayer will streamline its way into everyday when done consistent. It will trickle through the mind, and eventually cascade through your heart and soul.   

Others may suppose that the function of prayer is to show us how to practice going about life with a virtuous understanding and to give us the courage and determination to do something in life.  This is just another fruit to be plucked from the soul of a prayer, but it is just another step along the path.  

The reason why prayer does not serve its true purpose in the lives of so many who try and practice it, is that they do not understand its true purpose.  Some people—and this unfortunate—only pray for their well being, to get what they feel they deserve.  Then there are those that believe by praying they will come to find out more about God.  It is an elementary truth that prayer strengthens our convictions and allows us a deeper foundation of faith and understanding, but this is only the tip of the iceberg.  It is but the threshold of prayer. 

Functionality Of Prayer

As we get closer to the truth we begin to see that prayer is meant to produce in us a greater love for God. Whether or not this concept is satisfactory to you depends entirely what you mean by loving God.  If we think prayer has proved its point when it made us say we love God or feel that we love God, we may still be wrong.  

There will always be a light if you believe.

Prayer is a dual discipline that has a dual function.  First it is supposed to allow us sufficient control over our mind and its memory. This is what enables us to recollect ourselves and withdraw from all exterior challenges—with their activities, thoughts, and concerns of temporal existence.  

Secondly, this is when prayer begins its ascent to Heaven above.  It is the end result of the prayer that we start to become aware of the presence of God, as that vibration radiates from within, the tingling of the spine, this is when you know He is moving through you. And He aims to bring us to a state of constant companionship and loving attention to Him, and our utmost dependence on Him.  

“Trust in the lord with all your heart and lean not into your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your path straight.

Proverbs 3:5

The Take Out

The sole purpose of a prayer is this—to teach us how to work ourselves free from created things our minds have built up and our temporal concerns. Those in which we only find confusion and sorrow. Once we work to free ourselves from these. We will then enter into a conscious and loving contact with God in which we dispose ourselves from our wants and focus on our need for Him. This is done by praising Him every step of the way with the honor and love which He has now given to us through joy. Prayer is a dark path, in which nothing but faith can be heard in the silent, joyful light of God’s will.

The success of prayer will not be measured by the great resolutions we make, or the emotions felt in the exterior senses.  We have only prayed well, when we have come, to some extent, to realize God.  Yet even that is not quite the thing either.  

After all, anyone who has tried it is aware that the closer you get to God, the less question there can be of His will. The less there can be of realizing Him or anything about Him, the more we realize the path we are to walk is the one that infuses us with His light and His love.

-BeLove

Waking Up

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

—Robert Frost

As of now
it’s getting late.
With the night
darkness does create
ebbed by all
looking to degenerate.

To sleep but a wink
is just a bit of imagery
while my eyes they blink
subtle hints of symmetry.

My mind it dreams
as it always has
widened awake
til left whereas
by my heart’s last ache.

It is in this pitch black beauty
I know I am blessed
but to see the sun
I must give it my best.
Then she came and I was left
stunned by her symphony.

Yet I see it still
stuck to the simplicity
with each lance of light
sifting through songs of sympathy
sung by a morning bright.

And those church bells they ring
singing me to sleep
while through my window
the light it slowly seeps
with an inspiration
spilled from a darkness deep—
lit by love’s jubilation.

So for those who wish to sing
they will always find a song
sung right here
in this wild little sing-a-long.

BeLove © 2019


The Task At Hand

And it is now that I see
the way You built for me.

A wise king winnows the wicked;

and drives the threshing wheel over them.

Proverbs 20 : 26

I will always walk

bound by the perpetuity

of two eternities—

one supposed the future

another once called the past

along this here eternal path.

 

Yet it is now that I see

the way You built for me.

Where my feet

they aim to meet

with an upright stride

as I walk away from yesterday’s pride.

 

It is true; it is You that I see

in the dawn of this coming light

and beneath Your glorious sight

it is my soul

You fill; for it feels so whole

as I bask within

this heavenly harmony.

 

So it is in this moment

in which I choose to spend

where I’ll leave it to the nick of time

should I find a hint of heaven

while I walk this endless line.

 

And never shall I ever

look at yesterday

nor upon tomorrow too,

But in this here with its now

or in the present,

I guess it leans upon

whichever way the moment went.

 

Yet instead of guess

allow me a promise to profess.

I now know You built this path

the one that spins with progress

like a wheel—I will turn it around

while I cover whatever ground

until it is me that I am certain I have found.

 

And it is this—that is all I can ask

within the mystery You gave my life

where so soon shall it all come to pass

as I look upon Your coming task.

BeLove © 2018


 

 

Enlightened Prayer

So as I walk away towards today—I thank You for the light of Your positivity and I look forward to seeing You in everything that I do and all that is taking root. 

This morning I woke up and finally understood what I thought was arduous to understand. Progress.  It is the most industrious word in the English language. There is nothing that can undermine the very definition of the word progress.  The moment one decides to take a seat and deny progress the chance at defining itself, one should just go ahead and accept expiration’s invitation, so to shorten the pursuit of Paradise.  So without further adieu.

For with the heart one believes and is justified, and with the mouth one confesses and is saved.

Romans 10 : 10

Dear God—

It is in the purpose of this prayer that I look to find an expansion in my personal realization of Your love, and in the awareness of You that in light of my negativity that I find the positive side of myself.  It is as well in Your purpose that through this prayer I hope will lead to a further exploration and the discovery of a new dimension in freedom, illumination, and most of all love.  So please allow me to deepen the awareness of my life through You.

Through the experience of struggle I must now empty myself—I must let go of everything that makes up the old me and hope for full recovery in the grace of You.  Your grace it brings inner peace to us all.  It is through the resurrection of Your Son within me, that I hope to practice a newfangled method of mending my mentality—it is my hope that these methods shall take hold and transform this little life of mine.

It is in the personal awareness of You that the “mystical” experience of Your wisdom gives way to a self-renunciation of sorts, in which I see the silhouette of commitment walking closely by.  This commitment I now understand should be demonstrated at the highest level—way beyond the vagueness of intellectual assent and external obedience.

It is true that he, who looks to act and do “good works” for others of this world, must deepen his own self-understanding, freedom, integrity, and his own capacity to love, before he will truly be able to offer anyone anything.

He must come to grips with the deeper understanding of who he really is, and while I feel I am really close, it is possible that I may never know who I truly am. But with You at my side and in the depths of this prayer I feel something click within more than ever.

And while I feel that I have dissolved the boundaries of what rests within me to become more whole in the Presence of You.  We both know that more demons, are lining up, waiting there turn at trying to penetrate my soul, and bringing with them pain and suffering.

But with You in my heart, I have all the confidence in the world that the strength You give to me is all that I shall need to nurture these seeds You have planted within and all around me.  So as I walk away towards today—I thank You for the light of Your positivity and I look forward to seeing You in everything that I do and all that is taking root.

Much Love-

BeLove


A Wisdom Whole

Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god.

-Aristotle

Devoid of thought—I sit with ease in this creative room.  The fountain of my mind moves with the tranquility of a winter’s brook.  From the silence comes a light, followed by a prosperous thunder that shook the fountain loose, and a stream, it flowed through an open door.  Low and behold, behind that door sat a man with the silhouette of a wolf at his side.  He observed with content and about him was a homeliness that alleviated my senses, and the words that follow are the words I spoke.

The differences of conflicting forces in this world that surround us arise with an immediacy that is evident to the senses, and not just as an ample illusion.  But as men, we become too intent on analyzing these variations—divvying them up between good and evil, and that which is essential and detrimental.  It is true that the more we analyze these variations, the deeper they become immersed in illusion.

Man will then lose sight of the deep, underlying connection of these opposites within him because he becomes obsessed with the posturing of his separateness.   It is in reality that the distinction to be made is not between this unseen force, which is good and true, as against that force which is evil and false.

Rather it is the perception of our underlying wholeness that holds the key to the locked door that leads to the truth and the goodness of You, while attachment to the superficial separation of us leads to inaccurate and ethical errors.  So let us use this key and open that door.

“to God all things that are good are just and right, but men hold some things wrong and some right.”

-Heraclitus

And in the mystic of You underneath this splendid dusk, let us speak.

You see all things as good and right, not in their separateness by which they are so falsely contrast to all else, but in their inner harmony with these so-called opposites. In the end it is man that separates all that You have “united.”

This instinct that You have placed within me, it has allowed me to see through the smoke of materialistic multiplicity, which billows from the “Fire” of unity.  This “Fire” burns from the fuel of You burning within me.

This “Fire” has blazed its way through the landscape of the old me, clearing the way for the undergrowth of a new spiritual and dynamic principle within me within You.  Is this not the hidden meaning in my dream?  The foggy smoke always wrapping around my head, leaving me lost and afraid, while the wolf—he trails close behind?

The “Fire” of You, it is the comforting warmth I have always sought.  Yet, when I came so close I ran from it because all I could smell and see was smoke and all I could sense was my fear of the hungered beast, which in turn made You and the dream seem so illusory.  And I must apologize for that.  I now see it as true that instead of running from the fear within me, I had to turn inward to face the reality of the darkness within me, to find You.

I had to come to grips with all of the clumsy slip-ups I have made in this life, with my lack of self-control—I became to compartmentalized to communicate within my own self clearly.  Yet, I have learned that I shall run in the direction of my inward ways moving forward with full control.

The “Fire” I now see it everywhere I look, and within everything I see.  It burns with divine energy, a powerful manifestation of You within me.  And now I see the power of You move through all things.  Good, bad, happy, or mad, there You are, to remind me that I am on the right path, after all I am still breathing.

This “Fire” it burns different within all souls, with its different aromatics of love and faith, like varietal perfumes that blend with the beauty of You.  This is how You move through the infinite variety of beings, as they manifest You however You choose within them.  These words that follow from Your scripted garden are the words that You have chosen to move through me beneath this beautiful twilight.

When he balanced the foundations of the earth;  I was with him forming all things and was delighted every day, playing before him at all times;  Playing in the world and my delights were to be with the children of men.

Proverbs 8 : 29-31

You are not just the “Fire” or the combination of any of the other elements for that matter.  You are the energy that works through the world by showing itself, much like a child’s endless energy. Then you seek to hide in the “nature” of all things with Your wisdom.  This wisdom isn’t so much “at work” in nature, but is rather “in play” throughout the wilderness of us all.

“Time is a child playing draughts. The power of a King is a child’s”

-Heraclitus

This reference to a child playing the game of draughts is a metaphor for the flow of Your wisdom through us.  The understanding that Your cosmic wisdom is always in a constant state of becoming and change—like a child playing in this world—and this cosmic interplay of elements in its state of constant dynamic flux is the true expression of Divine Law. The hidden harmony with its unity—is what keeps everything in balance in the midst of conflict and movement.

True wisdom must grasp upon the very movement itself, and infiltrate the thought within this dynamic harmony of Your Love moving through us.  If wisdom is one thing—it is to know the thought by which all things are steered through all things through the love of You.  It is in these beautiful and lost scripted words of Yours below that these fragmentary thoughts of mine shall complete today’s puzzle.  Let us introduce you to the Book of Wisdom.

And all such things as are hid and not foreseen, I have learned:  for wisdom, which is the worker of all things, has taught me.

For in her is the spirit of understanding: holy, one, manifold, subtle, eloquent, active, undefiled, sure, sweet, loving that which is good, quick, which nothing hinders, beneficent.

Gentle, kind, steadfast, assured, secure, having all power, overseeing all things, and containing all spirits, intelligible, pure, and again subtle.

For wisdom is more active than all active things: and reaches everywhere by reason of her purity.

For she is a vapor of the power of God, and a certain pure emanation of the glory of the almighty God: and therefore no defiled thing cometh into her.

For she is the brightness of eternal light, and the unspotted mirror of God’s majesty, and the image of His goodness.

Wisdom 7 : 21-26

It is through these words that I feel the Presence of You moving through me like never before.  Wisdom—it is a metaphor that looms of woman, the nurturer of all knowledge, the Mother of all men, and the purity of all that is divine.  It is from the time Your seed is planted within the womb, and through childhood, through adolescence and now adulthood, the answer has always rested within the motherly Love that reigns in all women.

Your Presence, I feel it stronger than ever in this precise moment, as sure as these hands are shaking with vibration, they manage to merge with the redemption and divinity of Your wisdom.  I feel an attunement within me never felt before, and it feels whole.

At my side the wolf, he paces with patience, held by a leash tied to Heaven above—his whispered howl echoes through my entirety.  The moon it glows full, raindrops fall upon my soul, showing a path laden with spiritual goodness.  One that I have long aimed to ramble about.  This wilderness is about to get wild.

-BeLove


Those Three Words

We came. We saw. We loved.

There are three words

that need not any glue

they look nothing like blue

and neither do you.

 

These three words

can make a world go round

unless those that wish it flat

well they get turned upside down.

 

The three words

I’d like to speak of

shall sing like a morning dove

that flies from Heaven above.

 

Think of three words

that do not rhyme

lest it’s divine

then these words

they shall forever shine.

 

Feel these three words

that make you feel whole

while they warm up your soul

for the sound of sweet rock-n-roll.

 

Say the three words

that always ring true

and let them simmer within

while you put away that glue.

Now just allow them

to breathe all the way through.

 

So here are three words

I’ll put them upon this marquee.

So as I count to three

repeat after me…

 

Vini.

Vidi.

Amavi.

BeLove © 2018


 

 

 

 

 

 

A Filling Well

But whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life.

John 4 : 14

Last night I came to see

that my soul snuck in

looking all throughout me

for its existence

it aimed to find

and all it seemed to need.

 

Then that existence

it listened

and wouldn’t you know

this is what it mentioned.

 

“I was made to exist

by the one who hides,

it is in your heart

where the King resides.”

 

“So take this reason

and fill it with a life’s worth

full of patience,

then and only then

will your mind begin

to run free, open through the spacious”

 

Then my soul it answered,

“And just as water

shall rinse me clean,

will I love through this invisible

for that is where Love is truly seen,

through the eyes of a King.”

 

Then my mind came to share,

“I shall float through this ocean

we men call life,

with the ship of my soul

guiding me through these motions

staring down the sun

even as I grow so old.”

 

Just then the King, he chimed in,

“Please be careful not to fall

for that is when

you stumble upon that empty well

stolen by the fools of man

and all of his forsaken sin.

 

Unless you have a bucket

and it’s a story you must tell,

about a blessed heart

that made that fall

with such grace

And with which a bucket

he filled that well of man

and rinsed him clean of all sin.”

BeLove © 2018