SOC Writing _ 25.5.21

A bigger love

A bigger love even as I say please don’t go. A bigger love as I look below into my naval – gazing at the stars in the misted wet sky. A bigger love that takes me on my journey – leads me where I do not wish to go. A bigger love actually in my heart where I thought I was small – where I wondered if I was enough. To be able to meet you in my tender, vulnerable strength – the heart power that I long to live for, to die for – to be my soul purpose for – in this – this loving of the particular, I fall into the bigger love of the whole. Jesus came that we might fall in love with the personal – that it would crack us just the right way – that the keys inside would all turn and make the door actually open – wide – wide country – that is where I want to be with you – what they once called Ayers rock – the country where meridians crash and twist and writhe – the Bermuda triangle of cosmic transmission – can I write enough for you to urge you to continue this? What ritual can we do on a clear night – fire at our feet - she moon at our head – so that we may know together – not apart – if this is to continue – let us make it a quest together. Please don’t go – there is that – and there is this big love that wants to explode inside me – whichever way the wind vein points I will go – whichever way your feet go I will follow – will follow my true north – to find – love really – really wanting, leaning, yearning, opening to love even as the world says how stupid, how childish – to let yourself be guided by cosmic dark light. Ha ha – the cackle of the witches as the brew thickens – this time when you close your eyes and drink you will see a different sky, witness a different face as now coming into what you never imagined - you are complexly swept away. Completely swept away as only you should.