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


 

 

His Room

Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.

Proverbs 19 : 21

Twas but the time

Not a moment to soon

That I was to allow God

into my creative room.

 

Came was a feeling

only once before felt

it washed me all over

blessed by this composure I held

and as He stirred through my spirit

came a hint of his divine wit.

 

My bones they tingled

from my head to my toe.

My soul it mingled

with a spiritual flow.

 

For now it was His show

and what He had in store

was left to glow

in the essence of forevermore.

 

While His words

they moved through me

I felt my heart as it beat

all the way to the bottom of my feet.

For these fingers

they moved to meet

His presence with a certainty.

 

For it was all I could hear

from a voice so clear

that shall always linger sweet within me

beneath these heavenly trees.

 

The love these words spoke

will forever echo

through the eternity of a soul

leaving those that are broke

left forever whole.

 

And in the shadows of me

Your love it dances like dream

wherein the hallways of your heart

I move with His harmony.

 

BeLove © 2018


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


Where The Heart Lives

By wisdom a house is built, and through understanding it is established; through knowledge its rooms are filled with rare and beautiful treasures.

Proverbs 24 : 3-4

The heart it longs for home

and the ego will search

to the ends of earth

for the comforts of masquerading warmth.

 

But home is built around

the foundation within

while the soul scours the grounds

of hope’s lost and found

looking all over for the kind of love

in which a King is crowned.

 

This home—it does exist

in the realm of pure bliss

yet our deceptive mind

will send thoughts amiss

as the heart screams of loneliness.

 

You see the soul

will forever be an empty nest

if you don’t allow the Spirit

some satisfaction of steady rest.

 

For it is within the Temple of Self

that the Heaven we call home

sits with faith upon a shelf

framed within our being

He cleverly created without us seeing.

 

But the answer has long been hid

in those pleasures amid

the blowing grace of a capricious wind.

And this is when we learn

it is our soul that yearns

for the home of His celestial will.

 

For then and only then

comes a light that spills

upon a soul’s darkest end—

and in that little light within

love it will refill.

As a heart ascends

to the place

where home has always lived.

BeLove © 2018


 

Golden Shore

And they told him, “We came to the land to which you sent us. It flows with milk and honey, and this is its fruit.

Numbers 13 : 27

We are all but specks of dust

fallen from what lay above

left astray to find that one

to play this game they call Love.

 

Created high upon an astral plane

we dive dual—a broken flame.

Our souls but puppets

strung with glorious Grace

upon His golden shore.

This life but a stage

separated by nothing more

than the thoughts that rattle around a cage.

 

But it is what drips within our mind

—a hint of gold

paints itself upon our soul.

A nectar so sweet

for what once was dead

finds a new thread.

 

In the darkest of places

we must give the most light

fed with faith and starved of fear.

Then comes a voice

all shall hear

shivered loud—ringing clear.

 

Love it falls like a drip

eternal from a golden mind

trickling through your heart

comes a faith so kind.

For fed is the soul

flowing with milk and honey

from an oil so sacred

it keeps the lamp of Heaven

forever trimmed

and always burning.

BeLove © 2018


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Spirit Of Love

You will show me the path of life; in Your presence is fullness of joy; at your hands are pleasures forevermore.

Psalms 16 : 11

Love exists in both the physical and the spiritual domain. Which is why our heart and mind often bicker back and forth about what is real and what is hidden in the soul. Love can drive us mad and love can set us free. Love is what we forever want and something we don’t always feel like we need.  But all we need is Love, if only from within, from time to time. The only thing Love should ever possess is our self-awareness.

Love is a tragedy in itself.  Love contains an eternal tragic element that is connected with death.  I mean this in the metaphoric sense that a broken heart digs with a shoveled similarity until it finds itself suffocated six feet under.  But I haven’t died as far as I know.  So how can I compare the two?  I’ve always said that if my heart is beating, it ain’t broke.  This is truer than most believe.  It is only in the deepest depth of love when the obstacles of physicality are no longer a make believe barrier that blocks the spirit of unconditional love.

In the tragedy of natural or physical love, we begin to see the element of hostility unveil itself in the depths of this type of love. Too often people are afraid to fully open their hearts out of wrong instincts that are accompanied by false fears and/or beliefs.  This is what prevents the possibility of true intercommunion.

But it is important throughout life to take the time to look within you and become one with yourself.  This is done by falling head over heels in love again with who you are and what you aspire to be.  The soul then starts to seek the stability of a spiritual awareness that thrives in the absence of physical love.  This is deemed necessary to heal from tragedies of loves’ past and to reevaluate our internal skillset and what it takes to truly love our self again.  If one does not come to love their own self with wholeness, they will never be able to love another soul in the unconditional sense.

Man is poisoned by primitive fears of loneliness and liberating one’s self from this fear proves to be an honest and uplifting task.  It brings not only joy—but also new tragedy. Welcome to the tragedy of detachable personality.  You see every time our heart is broken, it could be considered symbolic of death.  We crumble, breakdown, and tear apart until all layers of illusion are burned away. All that we find left of ourselves is the truth of who and what we really are.  It is up to you whether or not you like that version of yourself. If you don’t like what you see, then change it.  This is the only way to fully heal and step away from the shadow of suffering.

It is physical love that desires personality.  Therefore physical love desires division. In this division our spirit and soul detach from the personality of the ego.  We begin to find out more about ourselves the further we hitchhike along the highway of spiritual goodness. We begin to contemplate the value of our self-worth.  In doing this we start to lose sight of the mirage of failure that we see within ourselves.  More important, we start to see what it is we love about ourselves.  And this is what unconditional love is all about.  If you can’t love yourself unconditionally, you will never know the true meaning of unconditional love.

When we love ourselves unconditionally, all that is supreme begins to support the foundation of Love.  This is when Love becomes what God intended it to be.  We then walk towards the light of death without worrying about our self-placed value.  Instead we worry more about stabilizing the realities of life and mystical love for those we care about and for the generations to come.  Please forgive me but it’s about to get a little deep in here.

You see love cannot be just a means to the ends of salvation and redemption. Love is the creation of a new life.  Love is not a conceptual spirit.  For it cannot be blind to the existing personality as a whole.  Love must embrace the spirit, the soul, and the ego.  And be the foundational sanctuary for the multitude of entities within us.  If the source of spirit is abstract and isolates itself from the soul, the soul cannot give rise to love for a living being.  This is when the ego makes an appearance as a false being looking desperately for physical love—all the while hiding with clever intent amongst the shade of lust.

True love means the descent of the spirit into the body and soul. The nature of spiritual love must bring light and wholeness into the life of a soul. This is what gives meaning and connection to everything. Without the spiritual principle of love, the life of the soul shatters into disconnected and meaningless experiences.  The self-absorbed persona of love then vanishes into the void of perpetual heartbreak.

From here the nature of physical love plays hide and seek with the spirit of love.  Physical love then becomes abstract—fantasizing to be spiritual—while ignoring the soul altogether.  This is not Love at all, neither physical nor spiritual.  It is a vicious cycle that the Ego thrives within its repetitive sense of toxicity.   This is nothing more than love of an idea and not love for a living being.  Love then becomes idolatry and loses its truest depth to that of illusion.  It is easy nowadays for us to all fall in love with the idea of love.

The idea of love makes it easier for us to project what we expect of love upon another being.  The idea of love liberates us from fighting Love’s eternal tug o’ war within us.  But I must mind you—this is a battle that cannot go unchallenged.  It must be fought and you must come out loving yourself more than you love any other.  Not to say that you should always love yourself more than others, but in order to fully love, you must first love yourself.  Then that love will trickle down and water the seeds of love planted all around you.  If the war within goes neglected the idea of love swells into a fantasy. It will become one that you may never be able to escape with reality in tow.

It is when we turn and face the ever-lasting war within ourselves that the truth of Love starts to surround all that we see.  Once you look Love in the eye, everything you see looks to be layered in spirituality.  Then the physical aspects of Love give way to a more spiritual stance in life and as to what the shape of true Love really is.  It is when we go to war within the dualistic nature of ourselves that the spirit and soul team up to squander the ego—with its illusory demeanor—once and for all. This is when we finally break free from the chains of selfish desire.

Spiritual Love

It is human nature to love physically instead of spiritually. The physicality of love is fragmentary, mixed with a passionate desire that distorts the true meaning of love. Physical love often prevents us from seeing another’s personality as a whole.  Instead we direct our perception upon the other’s fragmentary pieces, and offer our own sound advice on how they should put their own puzzle back together.  This is of course done without any sort of collective bargaining agreement and the puzzle within remains incomplete.

This is why it is important to put your own inner puzzle together before you allow anyone the chance to do it for you. There isn’t a single soul out there that can piece your puzzle together except for yourself and God.  And once you begin to see the truth in this, you will find your puzzle being pieced together with an inner peace you thought had long been lost in the infinite fray beneath the couch cushion.

Physical love is impotent because it is unenlightened and partial, spoiled by selfish ways and bound by the strivings that bind with the lust of Ego. Physical love is tainted by a jealousy that positions love in the realm of idolatry. This is where the idea of love carries more clout than the Spirit of love. But it is true, Love is more than a feeling.  It is more than an experience.  It is the manifested presence of God in your heart.  For love is the fruit of the Spirit.

Spiritual love is not meant to consume physical love in its entirety, but to transform, enlighten, and strengthen it with a transcendent force that is relative to unique wholeness and to the meaning of that which is unconditional love.  Spiritual love is a seed planted within you by you.  It is a seed planted alone, and the fruit only grows by watering the seed with faith.  For it is the fruit of the Holy Spirit that describe to us what true Love really is.

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law.  And those who belong to Christ have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. If we live by the Spirit, let us also keep stride with the Spirit.  Let us not become conceited, provoking one another, envying one another.

Galatians 5 : 22-26

You see God created us all in His image. This means we are created to love.  We are created to need love and more important to give love.  We are all connected with Love, tied by the thread of God’s Love for all of us.  As the world stands today, a lot of people do not know what true Love is. As society becomes more focused upon external distractions, love is being developed as a distorted physical feeling, piling up like counterfeit debt upon the lost soul.

My question is how do we transition this upon the facet of the future.  We can start by teaching this to our children.  Because let’s be frank, our generation is pretty much past the point of f*cked.  It’s our children that we must plant this spiritual seed of love within. Even if you do not fully believe, it would be wise to plant the seed of God and Love in your child because once the seed starts to grow within them, it is only going to grow within you as well, because you are a part of the Tree Of Life.  We will dive deeper in the depths of this problem down the road.

If there is only one thing you take away from this article, let it be this.  When you see that love surrounds us, it thrives in us, because it is God that lives within each and every one of us.  When you see that the grace of God is love, you will finally experience true Love, for you are feeling the presence of God’s glory.  God is love and God is spirit, so therefore the Spirit of Love exists in each and every one of us.

-BeLove


As It Always Was

Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up.

-Christ

I’ve always stood still

though tall in a shadow

scattered with fear.

Then came a window

left wide open

only to walk the tightrope in.

 

It is now the sands of time

through which I sift

into the direction

of the sun

my sights they shift.

 

In the beat of a heart

it all shines through

The love, the light, it’s in all of you.

Somewhere between

the rock and a tree and Love’s jubilee

I found you all

in the finesse of me.

 

But again came the call

from a distant squall

one I’ve heard

my entire life.

The one I now know

for I must follow.

 

It’s harmony that sings

in the joy it brings

through the gospel we hear

to make the choice

from a voice so clear.

 

It is as it is,

as it always was.

 

It echoes through eternity

down the path that guides me.

The divinity inside thee

has now become my reality.

BeLove © 2018