Rest
Like mankind's quest without rest
For the holy grail
Enlightenment, unveiled
To her, countless seas has he sailed
And over endless starlit skies
She's flied
An angelic light blessing his expecting night
A comet, engaging, yet passing him by
Centuries
Upon centuries
Contain untold tales
Unfold
Of such mysterious loves
Scented
Sent
As from above
Come and then
Went
In the next
Leaving reason left perplexed
Morning doves
Softly coooouuuuing
Wooing
Then a sudden rage
In tumultuous waves
Brought forth
By some seemingly unstoppable force
The torrent of the ages
Only Now
Presently arriving
At this timing
We're finding
Us
Making the greatest sense
No longer denying, dying
Present, we've dropped the pretense
Where
Being
When
Seeing
Sees elusiveness
The quest
As not the best
But an imaginary plaything
A flickering of light
A fling in the night
From which true love
Gets it's well deserved rest
Copyright (c) Michael Mayer 2007
Aw Mike ~ so lovely! Love's
Aw Mike ~ so lovely!
Love's Holy Grail lives within also ~ in fact when it comes down to it ~ everything is within ~
and we all go off hither and thither searching the world over, when all that we seek lies within each and every one of us.
It's great that we're all finally catching up with ourSelves!
:)
PS Please accept my apologies, if I have missed commenting on any other of your posts. It is a little difficult to keep track at the moment, with the holidays, and all of the extra postings regarding translations (which is just wonderful!!!), but it means things 'fall off' before you get a chance to see them!
Lots of love to you Blessed Soul
Namaste
Mary
xoxoxo
:)
thanks for the comment, for
thanks for the comment, for your Love....Mary...yes, indeed...the Holy Grail is our Within...and it's up to us to drop the pretense...our "love or not" in the past or future tense, to quit being tense, to end going without...by coming from our Within...:)'s mike