When the fire in your heart cannot stop, cannot start but to flame all the folly you’ve conjured apart from the glory of peace in its thunderous roar and its pounding of waves on its silent shores

When the shadows you’d painted have cracked to the core all the canvases broken in heaps on the floor and the fire tears through them and rids them of form and the anger you’d felt is released and transformed

And the world that you see is a phoenix, a dawn, that rises from ashes, remoulded, re-born, but by hands that are sacred and know how to heal, by a mind that’s awakened and knows how to feel from the depths of its heart an infinite joy that creates in the wake of the love it employs

When the fire in your heart cannot stop, cannot rise, but to purge all the memories you’d deigned to baptise but will gratefully offer up to take their part as they whisper the seeds of a glorious new start

In your deepest self there lies awakening

Growing and evolving all the time

Opening and reassociating

At ever higher levels of the mind

In your deepest heart there is a silence

Beating with a mindful rhythmic grace

Asking you to listen to it’s secrets

Open to receive it’s gentle space

Deep within the soul that you are feeling

In the quiet moments that you give

Lies a nourishment that brings you healing

Welcomed by the mind’s desire to live

Life wells from within and rises gently

Soaking up through spongey open cells

Flooding all the senses, taking over

Rippling past a thousand silent bells

Vibrations of a pure, divine order

Shudder through this extraneous form

Radiance, bequeathed to my acceptance

Comes alive in me – this day, I’m born

Look what happens when I give my life to you!

Little things, things I could not have dreamed of

Alone

Look what happens when I give my life to you

The void dispersed, the darkness cleared, and you can comfort me

At last

Look! Look what happens when I give my life to you

Your perfect entreaties that I be that which I am are finally considered

Deemed acceptable, and embraced

With arms open to the heart that speaks in bottomless glory to the soul in surrendered joy

Look! Look what happens when I give my life to you

All longings dispersed, discarded, rendered redundant, relinquished, released

All pain and fear of future loss removed and renounced

I am resigned to the ever-present incoming flood of unfettered beauty and peace that you are

Look! Just look what happens when I give my life to you

Look what happens when I give my life to you

Look what happens. Here, now, just.. look!

Everyone knows how beautiful you are

Everyone knows the extent to which you give your whole heart to everyone

Everyone knows how extraordinary the light that pours from your purity of soul

Everyone sees it, throughout the universe and further into realms that words do not have presence for

Everyone knows how much you shine

Everyone feels the light that radiates eternally through your expression

Everyone knows the beauty of your sacred smile that blooms and sheds its petals in swathes of gentle colour, lighting up the pathway for the ones who follow on

Everyone sees the depths you think you go to, to deny the promise that you gave us

Everyone sees, and no-one cares, but you. Everyone just… waits. Waits for you to finally understand

That everyone knows how beautiful you are, how much you give, how much you love for the pure sake of loving

Can you not now give yourself to this.. this that everyone, everyone knows?

Inspired by Sri Chimnoy – from Seventy Seven Thousand Service Trees:

Seventy-Seven Thousand Service-Trees

The beauty of self-giving
Eventually grows into
The fragrance of God-becoming.                                                                                                                                                           Sri Chinmoy, part 10, #18

In my loving service to you

Let me be gratified in depths before unknown

Unreached by chimes of playful servitude

Let me experience the need of my soul

To give truly, unexceptionally, perfectly

Without the mask of human intervention

Let me be released through giving to the joy of your true gratitude

That welcomes all who come with gentle determination to be truly free

In my loving service to you

Let me be taken apart and rendered unimaginable without you

In my loving service to you

Let me at last in sincerity abide

Let me at last to your wholeness attend

Let me at last bequeath my wanting to your waiting heart

And commit at last to wanting only you

Your intrinsic heaven is your constant gift to all who seek for meaning in it’s only home

Your intrinsic wholeness is the life that beats it’s constant glorious drum

Harmonising with Itself, attuning to it’s own accession with everything that it counts in as it’s own

Allow me to include myself in this heavenly, uniting chorus.

Allow me to experience myself as truly part of your whole, expressive joy

Help me allow myself release of every boundary I have clung to

As I learn to give myself, through my loving service

To the guiltless ardour of your eternally encompassing arms

“Heaven is the decision I must make. I make it now and will not change my mind, because it is the only thing I want.”

A Course in Miracles – Lesson 138

Your answer is always some form of peace

And I am alone again

Chaos relieved and released

A shambles of stories, beliefs

Infinitely familiar

Removed and uprooted, like brambles

Cut back and displaced

Erased, eradicated, reduced to nothing

Lifted, risen, raised

Above the battlefield again

My mind is gentle

You are here with me in love

Angel of simplicity

You are love

All thoughts about things

Eradicated, simplified, released

There is nothing in my determination to be in conflict

I choose peace

You are with me and I have nothing else to choose

I am still now

Mind bent yesterday on defamation

Of everything peaceful and clear

Now you are with me

I return into the simplicity of your love for me

I return into the clarity of my total responsibility

I return into the gentleness of my invulnerability

I am released

And you are here with me.

Thank you

Your answer is always some form of Peace

Thank you for being with me

In great depths

And endless openings

Thank you for being with me

Clarity of mind and depth of spirit

There is no deeper place that could be touched

Beyond where you touch me

And yet, at each touch, that place is deeper still

Thank you for being with me

Your presence, iridescent in my mind

Cuts through contradiction

And simultaneously comforts, without exception

Take me into the depths of your soul

Somehow, I can open finally to you

Every mind could teach the beauty that you teach

But somehow, I let in in from you

There is a desperation, a longing, a burning desire

For the truth

It is the chrysalis in which I am digesting myself

To awaken fresh into the blessed Spirit’s air

Comfort me, oh depths of limitless being

Behold, the glorious simplicity of Self-knowledge,

Self-acceptance, self released

Behold my burgeoning beauty

Far beyond the devious flesh.

The helm of love awakens

And directs its secretly joyful journey

Home

Structures loosening
Spreading
Fibres separating
Finding space between strands
Quantum existence becoming tangible
Space being discovered in solid form
By the mind desperate to renew itself
And revelling, calm, in the quiet faith of certainty

Mind is form, form is mind
No space for separation
No space between forms, only within form itself
The space that encompasses, takes up, everything

Quantum experience reiterated
Repeated
Again and still again

Instants of wholeness
Perfectly formless recognition
Genuine beauty
Freedom
And bliss

Here I am Father!
Here I am Nature!
Here I am Holy Source!

Bequeath me of your glorious innocence of all form!
Surround, encompass and penetrate my being with your unearthly magnitude!
And let me know, cherish, remember, give, extend, your heavenly alms to all who delve within the images of my mind

You are mine forever
Here forever
Teasing, gently teasing apart the strands of the fabric of my listless reality

Come take me apart
Come loosen the fibres of my woven seams
Come loosen the threads of my undeserving hostility
Come rectify the heavy chains I have dictated in my fiendish, presumptuous dreams

Come into me fully
My heavenly counsellor
Your true beauty is beyond compare

As you enter the fabric of my costume and begin to separate the woven fibres of my dense material being
You make space
For me
To see
You