Awakened Again

08-20-2001, 05:48 AM

settles in the depth of my heart
as the sound of my beloved's name
wraps itself around my knees
collapsing me in unveiled tears
of happiness ,released from the illusion.
The unconditional response
of all the awakening bubbles
of being allowed to remember
that you are you and me,
in life's walk among humanity.
I bow at your feet and welcome
you within the fold of truth,
blossoming within my mind,
as a slow budding bloom
seeking the sun of rejuvenation,
I remember who I am.
The choirs of angels sing in rejoicing
at the ease upon which I welcome
them, even in moments of distress,
they do not let me forget
that there is no rejection of me.
And so upon the awakening
of my humble soul,
I remember who you are,
my beloved self appearing
in the many faces of the one.
Embracing the ones, dearest
to my heart, I awaken
a yearning to see this light
in every face I encounter
And wish it to be so.
Will the tears darken many more days,
I never do foresee their arrival,
till they are here, little demons
of fear uncoiling in my mind.
Wash them away, beloved of mine.
As I wish only to gaze upon your face
in sweet rememberings of
why we are in here in union.
Do behold me embracing from
afar and near, as all illusion fades away.
Lynette
Lovers embrace within the fold of glorious union,
dissolve into my eyes of nothing beyond
I am.

08-20-2001, 10:48 AM

--- In HarshaSatsangh@y..., JustLynette@a... wrote:
> A softness of no emotion
> settles in the depth of my heart
> as the sound of my beloved's name
> wraps itself around my knees
> collapsing me in unveiled tears
> of happiness ,released from the illusion.
>
> The unconditional response
> of all the awakening bubbles
> of being allowed to remember
> that you are you and me,
> in life's walk among humanity.
>
> I bow at your feet and welcome
> you within the fold of truth,
> blossoming within my mind,
> as a slow budding bloom
> seeking the sun of rejuvenation,
> I remember who I am.

I love it Lynette! It's beautiful. I know someday, I too shall
remember who I am. And just be happy that I am.
>
> The choirs of angels sing in rejoicing
> at the ease upon which I welcome
> them, even in moments of distress,
> they do not let me forget
> that there is no rejection of me.
>
> And so upon the awakening
> of my humble soul,
> I remember who you are,
> my beloved self appearing
> in the many faces of the one.
>
> Embracing the ones, dearest
> to my heart, I awaken
> a yearning to see this light
> in every face I encounter
> And wish it to be so.
>
> Will the tears darken many more days,
> I never do foresee their arrival,
> till they are here, little demons
> of fear uncoiling in my mind.
> Wash them away, beloved of mine.
>
> As I wish only to gaze upon your face
> in sweet rememberings of
> why we are in here in union.
> Do behold me embracing from
> afar and near, as all illusion fades away.
>
>
>
> Lynette
>
> Lovers embrace within the fold of glorious union,
> dissolve into my eyes of nothing beyond
> I am.

08-20-2001, 12:57 PM

--- In HarshaSatsangh@y..., jenjayl01@y... wrote:

> --- In HarshaSatsangh@y..., JustLynette@a... wrote:
> > A softness of no emotion
> > settles in the depth of my heart

yes and if you listen, shhhh.... and are still.....

......

there it is again...

Love,

A.