Be~attitudes

Blessed are you, when All may be revealed to you, yet you hold on to nothing;

Blessed are you when you untie every knot, smash every idol;

Blessed are you when you are a mirror in which God sees Himself;

Blessed are you when your heart is a pond in which the Sky sees Itself;

Blessed are you when in your search you realize that You are He Who has been searching for You.


Amen.

The Gold was Me.

Forests green, through the unseen dancing ’round the fires lit;
Forgotten face, left without a trace, in the maze yesterday I quit.
Sunlight shines, arising now, for ever I believed it not to be;
When for treasures sought, it was never caught, though the gold was Me.


11/10/09