Liberation: The Gentle Mystery

Liberation: The Gentle Mystery

Liberation
illumines now
like a honeyspun ray
of sunshine
reveals all as luminious,
one with the totality
of the gentle sun

Liberation
alive as the infinite peace
of indivisible
Primordial Love
Presence Is

Liberation
alive keen Light
tender in resplendence
the Light of welcome
before a thought
of night

Liberation
forever reveals
the already present
ineffable Presence,
like the amber rose
fresh essence
of awakening dawn,
the peach sheen diamond
resounding scintillance
of Home
Home
Home…

Liberation
The Gentle Mystery

Liberation
the pure land
where non-brilliance
and non-loving
does not even arise
as a memory
or as a dream,
as nothing can ever
truly dim
The Primordial Grace

Liberation
our Gentle Mystery….
the Mystery as Gentle
as a nursing fawn
caressing morning glory
and rose of sharon,
free and tender

Liberation
subtle, yet immense
like sharp-pale gold
of silver gilded
early morning…
the beyond…

Liberation
soft-piercing
Like a star
pierces and sweetens
the ebony of night
ever beckoning home
as the earlier Light

Liberation
Every star
of individualized Light
a protective twinkle
a familiar Grace
a known remembrance
that soaring ever is…
as the Light of the stars…
Home

Liberation
the Gentle Mystery
yet not a mystery
of the unknown or somber
or a wistful enigma–
A Mystery of Home
The Ultimate Belong
Home
Already Freedom

Liberation
the Presence
the Supreme Light
the Supreme Love
the Eternal Trust
Awake as That

Not ever having become
un-liberated
Liberation is not
freshly attained

No one
becomes liberated
no one
forces liberation
or earns it
or coerces it

Liberation finds you
When you no longer are
anything other than It,
Liberation Is
The Gentle Mystery

Liberation
illumination
to see through
all foreign mist
of being separate

Liberation
suffering evaporates
like autumn mist
in the blaze of
ten thousand suns
where did it go?
did it ever arise?
What vanished
did not have the true
mark of reality
and did not really
ever appear

Liberation
has no opposite
at any time

Liberation
has no opposite
in any space

Beyond time
Beyond space
Liberation
Now

Liberation
is not freedom
from conditions,
Liberation
the Gentle Mystery
of knowing Self
as the uncondtioned I
free of the sting of judgment
shorn of the themed narrative,
free of the plight of “becoming”
empty of cluttered identities
unconditioned

Awake

Liberation
is not freedom
to assert over another
Liberation
the gentle Mystery
beyond grasping to attain
beyond aggression
to self-preserve,
Liberation
Eternal Life
with no fear of death
The gentle way

Liberation
the Gentle Mystery
free
free
knowing One Presence
Primordial Love

Liberation,
Presence
Knowing Itself
and knowing
none else

Liberation
“my will”
has evaporated
into and as
steadfast Grace
alive as the Supreme
with no other will
or way to be

Liberation
“my self”
dematerialized
with a seraphic laugh,
a kind knowing
wisping away
all suffering and lament,
like the sky smiles
at last nights dream
of a skyless world

Liberation
Gentle Mystery
Eternal Love
Supreme Light
the bliss of Life
Spirit Self
limitless
Free

Awake
as the Mystery
Home
knowing Itself
as You

Hosanna

Selah