Keep Falling

     

 

As you fall

asleep tonight,

keep falling,

plummeting into the star-foamed darkness

of your heart.

Play in the wave-nature

of silence,

rising up and sliding down

the pearl moonbeam

of this breath.

Drifting in the ocean of no thought,

fill your sail with the whisper

of Hamsah, "I Am Thou."

How could there be

"higher" or "lower"

in this froth of uncreated worlds

where birth and death

have not yet been divided

into moments of time?

What hand, passing

through these waters,

could cleave light from shadow,

heaven from earth?

Surrender is the subtlest art,

it happens without you.

Just rest in bewilderment.

You have been given.

When you witness your own waking,

no need to invite the savior in.

He is already here.

Christ won't return

because he never left.

A face of compassion,

ineffably human, seen by your Self

in the mirror of Self-realization.

The crystal gaze that has always

already happened

in your chest.

Feel the breathless

disappearance of everything

you thought was you.

Neutrinos and suns, bodies, souls,

bubbling ripples of delight

that pass between Lover

and Beloved.

You are the bridal chamber.

Ten million light-years, one inhalation

from belly to crown.

This is the first morning.

Whoever passes seamlessly

from the dream of night

to the dream of day

never sleeps.