A Deeper Flow of Love: A Psalm (poem)
The lutist tunes the string, thus ensuring a flawless pitch.
Being neither too taut nor too loose,
It resonates with the rhythm of the Maestro’s voice in harmony.
Clocks coming together in synchronicity,
Creates a symmetry of perfect time.
The Spanish dish, Paella en Salsa Verde,
Made from the cuisine of a country kitchen,
Is said to be ‘delicioso’, and all those who taste this great feast,
Speak of it, like a descendant of the culinary realms of heaven.
Just yesterday, I lay on my back in perfect Spring,
Swinging from my hammock, while listening to the willowing of trees.
As the birds chirped, and nature danced to the cadences of Mother Earth,
My space was one of intoxication, drunken mad with the silence of reverential awe,
A moment’s glimpse of the memory of my natural state.
True love is just like this: It radiates the delight of happiness,
Fills the Soul with the joy of ceaseless longing;
Replacing aridity and disenchantment,
With an 'insanity' of sweetness.
All those who taste or bask in this ambrosia-ecstasy,
Are drawn to the trees, the birds; the celestial spheres…
They try to speak, wanting to communicate this ‘madness’.
But their lips only quiver as their faces glow, and eyes become ethereal.
Beloved, let me hold this healing Flow in the palm of my hand,
And dance with All, in stupor.
- Manatita 18th Feb, 2014. Copyrighted.
