What is there to be done?
If I grasp after Her, She flees.
If I do thus, and refrain from thus,
Her Love, Conditionless, is offended.
If I make a Goddess of Her,
She cries at the loss of our Intimacy.
If I move in concept of Her,
She wonders why I am eating dust.
If I grasp after Her, She flees.
If I do thus, and refrain from thus,
Her Love, Conditionless, is offended.
If I make a Goddess of Her,
She cries at the loss of our Intimacy.
If I move in concept of Her,
She wonders why I am eating dust.
I am Her brother, and She my sister.
If I do not tease Her, She feels unloved.
I am Her son, and She my mother.
To offer recompense for Her Love,
Would break Her Heart.
I am Her Lover, and She my Beloved.
She fills my Heart with a Rapture,
Born of Heaven’s Ecstasy.
If I do not tease Her, She feels unloved.
I am Her son, and She my mother.
To offer recompense for Her Love,
Would break Her Heart.
I am Her Lover, and She my Beloved.
She fills my Heart with a Rapture,
Born of Heaven’s Ecstasy.
Where would I go to find Her,
When She Shines… Here?
What would I do to win her Love,
Which is without cause?
When She Shines… Here?
What would I do to win her Love,
Which is without cause?
I cried one day,
With the Whole of my Being...
And She Came…
With the Whole of my Being...
And She Came…
Both of us Vanishing in Heaven.
Which, thereafter, Shone in this Heart.
What to do?
Which, thereafter, Shone in this Heart.
What to do?
Ache with your Whole Being,
Cry from the Depths of your Heart.
Cry from the Depths of your Heart.
Among the infinite paths,
Mine was of Love and Surrender.
This is the only Way I know,
And all that I can speak of.
Sadly, I am not much use.
Chuck Surface
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
- April 18, 2015
Mine was of Love and Surrender.
This is the only Way I know,
And all that I can speak of.
Sadly, I am not much use.
Chuck Surface
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
- April 18, 2015
What is there to be done?
If I grasp after Her, She flees.
If I do thus, and refrain from thus,
Her Love, Conditionless, is offended.
If I make a Goddess of Her,
She cries at the loss of our Intimacy.
If I move in concept of Her,
She wonders why I am eating dust.
I am Her brother, and She my sister.
If I do not tease Her, She feels unloved.
I am Her son, and She my mother.
To offer recompense for Her Love,
Would break Her Heart.
I am Her Lover, and She my Beloved.
She fills my Heart with a Rapture,
Born of Heaven’s Ecstasy.
Where would I go to find Her,
When She Shines… Here?
What would I do to win her Love,
Which is without cause?
I cried one day,
With the Whole of my Being...
And She Came…
Both of us Vanishing in Heaven.
Which, thereafter, Shone in this Heart.
What to do?
Ache with your Whole Being,
Cry from the Depths of your Heart.
Among the infinite paths,
Mine was of Love and Surrender.
This is the only Way I know,
And all that I can speak of.
Sadly, I am not much use.
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
April 18, 2015
If I grasp after Her, She flees.
If I do thus, and refrain from thus,
Her Love, Conditionless, is offended.
If I make a Goddess of Her,
She cries at the loss of our Intimacy.
If I move in concept of Her,
She wonders why I am eating dust.
I am Her brother, and She my sister.
If I do not tease Her, She feels unloved.
I am Her son, and She my mother.
To offer recompense for Her Love,
Would break Her Heart.
I am Her Lover, and She my Beloved.
She fills my Heart with a Rapture,
Born of Heaven’s Ecstasy.
Where would I go to find Her,
When She Shines… Here?
What would I do to win her Love,
Which is without cause?
I cried one day,
With the Whole of my Being...
And She Came…
Both of us Vanishing in Heaven.
Which, thereafter, Shone in this Heart.
What to do?
Ache with your Whole Being,
Cry from the Depths of your Heart.
Among the infinite paths,
Mine was of Love and Surrender.
This is the only Way I know,
And all that I can speak of.
Sadly, I am not much use.
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
April 18, 2015
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