Bursts, Singing, into the Dance of Creation,
Where one Hears Silence, and Moves in Stillness.
When you can dance with the sirens,
Without wrecking upon the rocks of Maya...
Revel in Delight, in the Manifestation of Being.
And follow the Perfume, oh Shiva,
To your Beloved Shakti.
Where Lover and Beloved become One…
And Live as the Absolute, Unalloyed, Ecstasy of Pure Being.
Chuck Surface
“That” within which all perceptions arise.
“Neti, neti.” they say.
Not this, not this... but only That.
Such a compassionate lie, a loving deceit.
For thou art not simply "That", but "This", as well.
Both, and neither, of course.
For where does “This”, that You Are, begin and end?
That which is revealed when identity with form vanishes,
When “you” dissolve like a salt doll into the Ocean of Being,
And Vanish into and as the Unalloyed Ecstasy of Heaven,
Is not simply the qualitiless, attributeless "That", so often proffered.
Nor simply peace, love, truth, beauty, joy, or happiness.
Nor simply psychological, emotional, or energetic quiescence,
Nor simply feeling yourself as "That" within which all arises,
Nor simply feeling yourself expanded as all that arises within “That”.
There are no words to express the Absolute, Unalloyed, Ecstasy of Being.
It can only be spoken, Heart to Heart, where Silent, Unmoving Shiva,
Bursts, Singing, into the Dance of Creation,
Where one Hears Silence, and Moves in Stillness.
Such, at least, is my Experience,
Not to be confused with "Truth".
Formless Shiva is manifest Shakti,
Heaven Shines into... and as... Earth,
Lover and Beloved are One,
And formless Atman Shines, unobscured, into... and as... Creation.
When “This” and “That” have Vanished,
When you can dance with the sirens,
Without wrecking upon the rocks of Maya...
Revel in Delight, in the Manifestation of Being.
Then... abandon the proscriptions,Against Form, against Bliss,
And follow the Perfume, oh Shiva,
To your Beloved Shakti.
There... where She arises from You, as You,
Where Lover and Beloved become One…
Die there, at the Beginning and End of all things,
And Live as the Absolute, Unalloyed, Ecstasy of Pure Being.
Chuck Surface
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