The year's end

   gateless gate

   pass through

   fire & light

   colours vibrant

These words  that tumble from   my mouth as malformed gargoyles     of hurt and pain        are not me   nor do they speak       of what                      I am   Allow them to simply  fall on the ground   like raindrops   They are not intended   to be held, or kept in    glass cases like some       exhibit in a museum of                wrongs They are simply evidence   of a small mind     that is lost       to itself

I am not what you see
I am not what you feel I am
I am not what you think I am
For I
        am the fraud

Thank you.
thank you for all your continued support
for all your help
for all your guidance
for all your reflections

Take me toMy edgesThat sharp placeWhereMy Wings Begin To UnfurlWhere mySenses snapAnd the Universe Is fluidThat placeWhere connection Is a givenAnd the co-creating natureOf all thingsIs experienced inEvery single atom of my bloodAnd that flow of blood and breath and skin and boneIs alive and pinned toThe vortexOf the unknowable. Take me To My EdgesWhere form is transparentAnd formlessTake me toMy edgesSo that my bloodMerges and is devouredBy this landIn perfect rhythm With the beat of The empty heartAnd the joy of thisHomecomingTo this tribe of oneRings like the Sunday morningChurch bells of my youthThose Bronze shards of soundThat scoured the air andBurnt the alleys and pathsClear and clean againTakeMeTo my edgesWhere I am isAnihalated inThe ebb and flowOf the breath Of the belovedTake meTo myEdgesAnd bathe me inThe sharpness Of unityTake me to myEdges

I am here to loveTo love myselfTo love where I keepFinding myself, Stumbling intoMy truthEach momentEach breathEach non-breathTo love where I findMyself sitting next to meOn this train or in that bus Travelling else wiseTo love myself begging At the road sideTo love myself whereI find me reflected in the depthOf your eyes.To love myselfin the hands holding each otherTo love myselfin that tear as it starts its journey from eye to ocean to cloud to rain to tearTo love myself reflected in the stillness of the poolTo love myself as a child's breath on the mother's skinTo love myself withthat crazy, gentle, tender, insane fragility of life.and in all of this insanityI gaze, the lover, the loved and the belovedinto that eternity of this.thank you  

Your wordsSoft as rabbits furGentle, searchingFear-full, afraidShiveringIn the cold, nakednessOf their own truthsEye lightsTelling that DeeperOlderHistoryOf ourKnowingThose dreams are But lost StepsOn thisPilgrimageToThatFinalRe-uni-onThat Moment ofRe-t-urnOfRe-mem-be-ranceThat Embrace