SPUN GOLD

Spun Gold’ was published against the backdrop of a glorious sunset by dear Katie Davis and Sundance Burke in the January 2010 edition of their beautiful newsletter “Friends of the Heart” — Friends of the Heart January 2010.pdf

A house divided in itself cannot stand.

I felt the Truth, yet spoke of illusion,

falling back into dream,

pretending I could be suggested to of ‘otherness,’

when all along

Spun Gold’s Immanence

functions flawlessly.

Perfection never challenges itself,

so why would I?

By listening to the serpent,

I veiled myself in Ignorance,

traded in my Identity for nothingness

that could never become Substance.

STOP to these foolish games played by no-one!

Spun Gold it was all along,

all of it, this body, mistaken as an obstacle to Peace,

these politics, countries, people, weather, food,

oh, how many times did the serpent’s whisper appear as

these innocent images

that yearn to be truly recognized again,

longing to serve only THAT

that they, too, can’t but BE.

Faint memories of being the Master weaver reappear.

Fierce, loyal, strong and fearless do I stand Alone-Once.

Gently, tenderly allowing All to be Itself again.

The shining sea of Spun Gold collapses

and only total Openness remains,

non-definable, ungraspable

Silence.