Musings from January I

Blood
my blood
your blood
is spilled
shared the seed
on the ground
kiss my mouth
1 million tiny cells
joining together
you becoming me
me becoming you
you and I become us
and we.

Together
floating in this combined union
seeking gnosis .
Totally obliterated
and all because
we're blind
we're deaf
struggle and suffocation
of lonely loneliness
and the separation is real.

The only reality is love.

And we are so young,
we have no idea what that means.
God has mercy on us.
God understands the infinite capacity of love.
Creation sustaining destruction
all of its own cycle
all feeding this upon that
and dynamic balance.
And yet we choose to struggle
we choose to hate
we choose to be right
and that causes suffering.

Let go to a sea of love
that you need not be right
you need not know anything
just live and listen and laugh
forgive and learn.

The goddess loves us
we are all her creatures
and all acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
that we might suffer not
and dance under the full moon.

Don't you see?
All you seek is within you
it was never without
all the universe of the untouched psyche
God is within you
and every cell
and every space
in every void within you.

For that which you seek
you do not find within,
you'll never find without
for the goddess says
I am that which is found at the end of desire.