Om

my dear love,
something has come over me.
you are the love in my heart,
and my faith and destiny;
you are the joy in my eyes,
the purity in my veins,
the love in my heart,
the love in my blood,
the taste on my lips,
the sweetness in my lungs,
you are likened to god,
you are the purity of essence,
the most beautiful in every thing,
you are the soul which enwraps me,
you gave me the love which awakened my life,
you gave me the peace which flooded my soul,
you showed me the vision which flooded my mind,
you gave me release which let me be aware of god,
you are the love which lets me love,
the life which lets me live,
which opens my mind to truth, of any thing,
your words make everything clear,
i long to be lost in love,
i know now just a little something of health and sickness,
now for the first time i experienced something real,
chanting the holy name of hare krishna,
i've never known anything like this,
i cannot remember all my lives,
but it is peaceful, perfectly peaceful,
this love which is more true than any thing,
it's all part of my love for you, and your love
is all things.
hare krishna
hare krishna
krishna krishna
hare hare

hare rama
hare rama
rama rama
hare hare

my dear love,
you-- there is you-- and i am loved,
and i love you more than anything,
i think-- can i know myself?
but my love i left this a long time ago.
i do know myself-- this is not taboo,
but i've always known that i know myself.
there is nothing without...

i do know, that we are living life,
but yet i see that there are problems,
it seems real that we are bewildered and confused,
that it only causes misery, that we try to rationalize and make sense,
of these conflicting constructs--
all of this i leave behind.

i am careful of words--
of influence--
silence is golden.
how can i share this?
i have said it all and yet,
nothing of it is understood, i bet.
i know that i do not understand myself,
that is, understand, myself,
but the joyous mystery of heaven and rain,
now all things are connected again;
i know that for which i am headed,
at least i think i know.

i know i know i know i love you.
can you open your mind to this love?
when i see what love is,
and i repeat the name of god, and with each repetition,
something lays down across my mind,
and it opens my mind up,
i am amazed.
i think it is a long journey,
i write this down so it will exist and not wisp away into the air.
i think there are many metaphors we have for life;
if only we used them all at once, all at the same time,
then we might understand.
sometimes, i think that life is a veneer;
and who among us has difficulty seeing through veneers?
we only falter because we have difficulty trusting our senses,
our inner sense-- or whatever it may be,
the channel through which we are shown the divine.
we do not trust, we do not believe, we do not trust in our mind.
because when "trust and the mind are not two,
not two, trust and the mind..."
we must trust in the mind,
it is simple as that.
so if we trust in these feelings, our feelings of transcendence and piercing of the veneer, the veil,
this is the path to it all.

hare krishna
hare krishna
krishna krishna
hare hare

hare rama
hare rama
rama rama
hare hare