[PsychedelicacyParticipant Upvotes: 13 votes@psychedelicacy]

I am woo, woo is me.

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Haha… thanks Psychedelicacy, this looks like the perfect start to our first #YATU poem! 🙂 Who would like to continue the woo? Add your lines and call on someone else!

I am woo, woo is me.
I am also woe and delicacy,
I am flux and stability…
(add your lines…)

Hey @krista @jenniferl @lilianna-deveneau @celia @susan @robin @sree @derek-whitney @ziewatt and any other friends who like to play with words… would you like to add your lines? If it turns out to be good, we can send it to Deepak and Menas, maybe they want to chime in! 🙂

[SusanParticipant Upvotes: 27 votes@susan]

@aurorac

I am the ability.

I hear the flowers sing

I am the starshine bird that takes wing…

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Haha… yes, yes, Susan! I like that! What do you say @psychedelicacy ?

So now we have:

I am woo, woo is me.
I am also woe and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,
I am the ability.

I hear the flowers sing
I am the starshine bird that takes wing

(next playful being continue from here… )

[SreeParticipant Upvotes: 22 votes@sree]

Thanks, Aurora & all – this is fun!

I am woo, woo is me.
I am also woe and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,
I am the ability.

I hear the flowers sing
I am the starshine bird that takes wing

I am the animating quality
The ginger in a cup of tea.

… who’s next ? 🙂

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Haha, Sree… that’s awesome! You filled my world with ginger tea qualia! Thanks for the fun 🙂 Let’s see what happens next…

[kristaParticipant Upvotes: 24 votes@krista]

Hi my cosmic family

I am woo, woo is me.

I am also woe and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,

I am the ability.
I hear the flowers sing
I am the starshine bird that takes wing

I am the animating quality
The ginger in a cup of tea.

I am you and you are me

Much love Krista

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[PsychedelicacyParticipant Upvotes: 13 votes@psychedelicacy]

We’re all in each other’s minds.

[PsychedelicacyParticipant Upvotes: 13 votes@psychedelicacy]

We’re all one self experiencing itself in infinite ways. We have no end to ourself. There’s always more to explore.

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[Derek WhitneyParticipant Upvotes: 22 votes@derek-whitney]

Hi fellow forum poets : )….happy to join the united poem…..

am woo, woo is me.
I am also woe and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,
I am the ability.

I hear the flowers sing
I am the starshine bird that takes wing
I am the animating quality
The ginger in a cup of tea.
I am you and you are me

Source the bow and each the arrow,
mountain, dolphin, deer and sparrow,
cast towards the formless goal
no separation, just Loving whole

where none are first and none are last
where thought a done thing of the past
Where all are seen beyond the seeing
where Love is lived in only being

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[Derek WhitneyParticipant Upvotes: 22 votes@derek-whitney]

Ooops – it seems when I cut and pasted the original I missed the first ‘I’ – please see amended latest version below, which I’ve taken the liberty of slightly synchronising (hope that’s ok with all), will respect any edits Aurora : )

I am woo, woo is me.
I am also woe and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,
I am the ability.

I hear all the flowers sing
I am the starshine bird takes wing
I am the animating quality
The ginger in a cup of tea.

I am you and you are me.

Source the bow and each the arrow,
mountain, dolphin, deer and sparrow,
cast towards the formless goal
no separation, one Loving whole

where none are first and none are last
where thought a done thing of the past
Where all are seen beyond the seeing
where Love is lived in only being

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

It’s taking form right before the universe’s eyes! 🙂 Wonderful, wonderful! @stevecostello where are you, this is the time to have some fun! Derek, @krista , @sree , @susan , @psychedelicacy – I have tried to smooth things out a bit, what do you all say about this version? I’ve tried to include even your later contribution Psychedelicacy 🙂 Everyone feel free to improve!
Who else wants to play?

I am woo, woo is me.
I’m both strength and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,
supreme complementarity.

I am the ability.

I hear all the flowers sing
I am the starshine bird taking wing
I am the animating quality
the ginger in a cup of tea.

I am you and you are me.

Source, the bow and each one arrow,
mountain, dolphin, deer and sparrow,
cast towards the formless goal
No separation, one Loving whole.

I am being every role.

Where none are first and none are last,
where thought a done thing of the past,
where all are seen beyond the seeing,
where Love is lived in only being.

I am the freedom and the freeing.

I know myself in endless ways,
Appear as inches, pounds and days,

….

[PsychedelicacyParticipant Upvotes: 13 votes@psychedelicacy]

Aww thanks. You guys for making a great topic. My realization I just had is that death is a construct. The idea of total nonbeing for all time is a construct.

Once again – death is a construct.

[SreeParticipant Upvotes: 22 votes@sree]

I’m back for seconds 🙂

I am woo, woo is me.
I’m both strength and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,
supreme complementarity.

I am the ability.

I hear all the flowers sing
I am the starshine bird taking wing
I am the animating quality
the ginger in a cup of tea.

I am you and you are me.

Source, the bow and each one arrow,
mountain, dolphin, deer and sparrow,
cast towards the formless goal
No separation, one Loving whole.

I am being every role.

Where none are first and none are last,
where thought a done thing of the past,
where all are seen beyond the seeing,
where Love is lived in only being.

I am the freedom and the freeing.

I know myself in endless ways,
Appear as inches, pounds and days.

What is life? What is death?
Time to retire the shibboleth.
Look past them instead
At the paper on which they are read.

[Deepak ChopraModerator Upvotes: 60 votes@deepakchopra]

Here is mine

“I am that I am
And that is enough
I am the it from the bit
But also the bit in the it
I am the seer
I am the scenery
I am the knower the knowing & the known .
I am awareness that knows itself
As the subject & object of experience
I am the experiencer, the experiencing and the experience
I am that
That I am
That alone is
I straddle the universe with but a fraction
Of my limitless being ”

Love and gratitude !

[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Wohoooo…. what have we here? @sree retired the shibboleth in seconds and the next moment, wham, Deepak added a whole poem in free verse! I can’t see how he could write in any other way than whole and free 🙂
Hey friends, this is really fun!

I sat and wondered how all this belongs together (other than in being, haha), for we had glided into a rhythm of:

rhyme A
rhyme A
rhyme B
rhyme B

Punchline rhyme B.

Not sure anyone else has noticed, but such am I 🙂
So one idea would be to align everything to that rhythm, just like we did with @psychedelicacy ‘s prose. It might look something like this, but … please help! @krista @derek-whitney @susan , everyone… any other ideas?

I am woo, woo is me.
I’m both strength and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,
supreme complementarity.

I am the ability.

I hear all the flowers sing
I am the starshine bird taking wing
I am the animating quality
the ginger in a cup of tea.

I am you and you are me.

Source, the bow and each one arrow,
mountain, dolphin, deer and sparrow,
cast towards the formless goal
No separation, one Loving whole.

I am being every role.

Where none are first and none are last,
where thought – a done thing of the past,
where all are seen beyond the seeing,
where Love is lived in only being.

I am the freedom and the freeing.

I know myself in endless ways,
Appear as inches, pounds and days.
I sometimes think that I am not
But death is just another thought.

In constructs I am never caught.

For what is birth? And what is death?
Time to retire the shibboleth.
Look past them instead
At the paper on which they are read.

I am what is when all is shed.

I am that I am – and that is enough,
the it from the bit, no matter how tough
But also the bit in the it. The seer I am
and also the scenery hologram.

Knower, knowing and known I am.

I am awareness that knows itself as subject
of every experience, and also as object.
Experiencer, experiencing, experience- all three
Arise in confluence in me.

I am that. That I am. That alone can be.

I straddle the universe with but a fraction
Of my limitless being in action.

(… to be continued with
rhyme B
rhyme B
punchline rhyme B)

[Lindsay BrinerModerator Upvotes: 17 votes@lindzyb]

Ohhh this is fun! Here is my addition to the last line:

Action through resting in the nonduality
effortlessly
and consistently.
While I rise above each of those fractions within each and every expansion.

[Derek WhitneyParticipant Upvotes: 22 votes@derek-whitney]

Hi Deepak, Menas, Aurora and all – I have added a little and edited lightly…..I hope this meets with united approval…..

I am woo and woo is me,
I’m both strength and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,
supreme complementarity.

Omnipotent ability.

I hear all the flowers sing
I am the starshine taking wing
The animating quality,
the ginger in each cup of tea.

I am you and you are me.

Source is the bow and each one arrow,
mountain, dolphin, deer and sparrow,
cast towards the formless goal
of no separation, one Loving whole.

the Divine expression in every role

Where none are first and none are last,
where life from thought is of the past,
where all are seen beyond the seeing,
where Love is lived in only being.

I am the freedom and the freeing.

I know myself in endless ways,
As ocean, wind and sunshine’s rays,
I sometimes think that I am not
yet I exits where time does not

In constructs I am never caught and death is but an errant thought.

For what is birth? And what is death?
Time to retire the shibboleth.
Look past the veil and see instead
The canvas of all writ and read

The unlimited all, when all is shed

I am that I am – and that is enough,
the it from the bit, the smooth and the rough
The bit in the it, the seer I am
and also the infinite hologram.

The Knower, the knowing and known, that I am.

Awareness living it as a subject
of every experience, and also as object,
Experiencer, experiencing, experience – all three
Arise in confluence in you and in me.

I am that. That I am. That alone is all me.

I straddle the universe with but a fraction
Of my limitless being in action,
I thunder and bellow, I whisper and hush,
Symphonic and sonorous ocean and thrush

The art and the artist, the muse and the brush

[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Dear everyone, I absolutely love our playing together! Thank you @psychedelicacy @susan @krista @sree @derek-whitney @lindzyb and Deepak!
Lindsay, thank you so much for your wonderful lines! So well said! And Derek and Sree, I am so grateful that we so lovingly help each other polish the collective expression, thank you dear friends! I hope everyone reading this feels free to jump in and continue our fun!

With fresh morning eyes I have added Lindsay’s contribution after shaping it in rhyme and have also removed some duality tendencies that had sneaked in (verbal habits take us there so easily!). So what d’yall think of this version up to now?

I am woo and woo is me,
I’m both strength and delicacy,
I am flux and stability,
supreme complementarity.

Omnipotent ability.

I hear all the flowers sing
I am the starshine taking wing
The animating quality,
the ginger in each cup of tea.

I am you and you are me.

Source of the bow and each one arrow,
mountain, dolphin, deer and sparrow,
cast towards the formless goal
of no separation, one Loving whole.

I am each and every role.

Where none are first and none are last,
where life from thought is of the past,
where all are seen beyond the seeing,
where Love is lived in only being.

I am the freedom and the freeing.

I measure myself in endless ways,
As degrees, inches, pounds and days.
I sometimes think that I am not
yet death is but another thought.

In constructs I am never caught.

For what is birth? And what is death?
Time to retire the shibboleth.
Look past the veil and see instead
The canvas of all writ and read

The omnipresence, when all is shed.

I am that I am – and that is enough,
the it from the bit, either smooth or rough.
The bit in the it. The seer I am
and also the scenery hologram.

Omniscient knower, knowing and known trigram.

Awareness aware as the subject
of every experience, and also as object,
Experiencer, experiencing, experience – all three
Arise in confluence in me.

I am that. That I am. That alone is me.

I straddle the universe with but a fraction
Of my limitless being in action,
Resting in nonduality
Effortlessly, consistently

I am above each fraction that’s rising expansively.

I swirl as the cosmos, my supernovas explode
For vacuum energy I’m the abode
I thunder and bellow, I whisper and hush
Symphonic and sonorous ocean and thrush.

The art and the artist, the muse and the brush.

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[SusanParticipant Upvotes: 27 votes@susan]

Hi @aurorac,

I don’t know any way to private message you so will have to put this on the forum. I mean this in a positive way. The poem you edited and changed is interesting. However, the words I wrote were the words I was using to express my thoughts and meaning. As a writer, having someone else edit my thoughts and words without asking me, changes the message and the energy of the message. I tend to change my own words and edit sometimes, but sometimes the words are given to me so I write them. I did not consciously think of the verses I sent, they were given to me if that makes any sense.

Just something to consider.

Thanks,

Susan

[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Hi dear @susan, thank you for your message! 🙂
I have offered you my email address in another place on the forum where you asked for that. But here it is again (carlson dot aurora at gmail com). Please feel free to email me with any issues concerning the forum or me personally, or to say anything you have to say here on the forum!

I have not changed anything in your poem, but we have indeed worked as a group, as one, with a goal we all share- to have fun and enjoy ourselves while creating something nice together. In that process, many lines including yours and mine have been reshaped to give a balance of rhyme and rhythm to the whole. If you read the entire thread you will surely notice how many times and in how many ways everyone has been asking for permission to shape our common creation in a harmonious way, as it needs to be done if we want to do something together and not apart. Everyone is free to say what they think and agree or disagree of course! 🙂 As long as we are doing it from love and unity it’s all good.

We would very much like to continue to have fun and be friendly with each other, for that’s the purpose of any healthy action. So please let me know here on the forum or via email what exactly you wish 🙂

[Menas KafatosModerator Upvotes: 41 votes@menask]

Here you are:

Like ships
Passing by each other at night
We go through life
Not realizing we are brothers and sisters
In the vast universe of infinity
Our true Self as the Master Captain
Guides the infinite number of ships
Us, to the other shore
With loving care and steady hand
Reminding us
The ancient Truth
You Are That
You Are the Universe

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Thank you so much Menas, I really love your addition to the poem, it’s music to my ears! Thank you also for the permission via email to shape it into our collective poem through rhythm and rhyme! Love!

[PsychedelicacyParticipant Upvotes: 13 votes@psychedelicacy]

Endless
Beginningless
Deathless & Complete
Tethered at all moments to the source
Unbreakable
Love-filled infinitude
Brimming with replenished abundance
Never losing connectivity with the first experience
The delicate beauty inherent
Homebound
With love for everyone and everything
All are true friend I find
Remembrance of the highest calling
Simply to be with what is
As we awaken all beings in all spaces and times with bliss-filled love eternity

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Wow Psychedelicacy such a beautiful poem! Thank you !! Simply wonderful 🙂 Reading it, I got to realize that there is a need for a space on the forum for all the awesome poets gathered here. So the moderation team has decided to open a Poetry and Art Room 🙂

Please everyone @krista @psychedelicacy @sree @derek-whitney @susan @lindzyb, everyone else , feel free to post all your beautiful creations related to YATU topics in our new Poetry and Art Room, share your pictures or videos or any other artistic expression you give life to by yourself or together with other members!

As to the little poem we are playing with together here, anyone who likes the idea and wants to play is very welcome to do so. I know Deepak, Menas, and I love to participate! Also, anyone who doesn’t like what’s being written is welcome to either suggest other versions or to just post their own separate poems. Whatever you want to do, please SAY SO and be happy about it! If everyone knows what everyone wants, we can move forward in the best way. @susan, we are waiting for your decision about your participation, you don’t seem to like the poem (you called it “interesting”) and so let us know if you prefer to post separately instead, or if the poem becomes good enough for you if we reverse to your initial lines. Whatever you prefer, it’s no problem at all, we’ll do so.

So, as our poem up to now has turned out to be in verse with a specific structure (rhyme A, rhyme A, rhyme B, rhyme B: punchline B) here is my suggestion for transforming Menas’ free verse contribution to this form:

Like ships passing by each other at night
We go through life aloof, despite
us being sisters and brothers,
forgetting there are no others.

We’re all sons, daughters, mothers and fathers.

In the vast universe, the Master Captain, our true Self
guides us, its infinite number of ships – to itself,
to the other shore, with loving care and steady hand
reminding us the ancient Truth we now might understand

You Are That, You Are the Universe, you are not small, but grand.
——————–

It’s just a suggestion, please anyone with better ideas jump in 🙂

Psychedelicacy, do you want to have your new poem baked into this one, transformed to rhyme? Or do you prefer to post it as a separate topic in the Poetry and Art Room? The one doesn’t exclude the other. I hope you post it in any case! I hope that all of us who love to create and also savor poems and art can nourish an awesome corner where deeper truths are expressed this way.

[SreeParticipant Upvotes: 22 votes@sree]

Thanks for the wonderful facilitation and curation, Aurora; It takes all kinds of words, lines and rhymes to make the Uni-Verse!

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Yes it does, Sree! It takes all the words to make the Uni-verse, and all their interpretations too!
A teacher asked her students to use the word “beans” in a sentence. “My father grows beans,” said one girl. “My mother cooks beans,” said a boy. A third student spoke up: “We are all human beans.”

Here’s looking at you kid (he said, staring at the paper on which words are read and totally busting the shibboleth).
Should we open a section for spirit jokes? 🙂

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[PsychedelicacyParticipant Upvotes: 13 votes@psychedelicacy]

I love you Aurora. You’re such a comfort to me.

*Hugs you infinitely

But I just have question as to what the ringing and pressure in my head is.

Love you so much.

You’re an angel.

[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

I love you too Psychedelicacy 🙂 We are love speaking, that’s what we are, that alone is.
The ringing and pressure in your physical head is simply a tension created by the energy gathering excessively in that area. That is due to excessive worry, which is due to the illusion of problems to be solved.

In reality, the problems which might cause worry, fear, anger, frustration and any other distortion of our energy, those “problems” are just inventions of our own fantasy. When we believe in the problem, we’re off to struggle to solve it 🙂 But if we instead learn to relax and look again, we’ll see that all the problems were our own creations, and that we are and have always been safe, powerful and loving 🙂

At least this is one way to put it, there are a million others, haha…I could try to put it in verse…

[PsychedelicacyParticipant Upvotes: 13 votes@psychedelicacy]

I’m so glad I got to talk to you. I just have such fear that death is either eternal hell or eternal nothingness. I’ve had a rough life. I drank DXM and apparently went unconscious for 5 minutes. I woke up with no emotion, memory and damaged senses. I don’t believe in the scientific worldview anymore at all, but I still feel like there could be something more while being nothing after death. I still have the lack of that mental stuff. Last year I jumped 30 feet off my roof, broke my pelvis, both my ankles, fractured my spine and bruised my lung. But I survived and I can still walk. Although I had 4 surgeries. I was in a wheelchair. I’ve just had it terrible. But I’m thankful for being alive. And I just don’t want hell or nothing after death. I forgive everyone and everything. I love everyone and everything. I just hope everyone and everything can forgive me for doing what I did.

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Dearest Psychedelicacy, you know… we all have a story to tell, for we have all been seeking. On the path to what we are looking for, as we initially don’t even know what it could be that we seek, we do all kinds of things. That’s the joy of being a person!

But before being a person, we are. If you say “I am Psychedelicacy” you will be all those difficult experiences. But those experiences are long gone. If you drop the memory of that and don’t insist that is who you are, what is left is “I am”.

Right now, you are. The question is- who do you want to be? The paper lies blank before you, and all you need to do is call on the story you wish to experience. Who would you like to be instead? If only I AM is permanently true, then what comes after that is up to you.

Death? Yes, luckily, you can let go of the story of that person you have been, but you don’t have to drop the physical body for that 🙂 Just re-construct it! The body is a process, the mind is a process, your whole person is a process. From Being, you can re-construct it at any time. So… if you have a little faith in your own creative potential, and if you are willing to drop the old story… what story would you like to embody? Give yourself some time to dream sweet dreams 🙂

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[PsychedelicacyParticipant Upvotes: 13 votes@psychedelicacy]

I hear you in me. Whispering your voice. I hear you say things.

I just want you to be safe. And I love you. You took away my fear. You’re beautiful.

By the way have you heard Mooji? I love talking to you. I’ll look forward so much to spending time connected to you. I never knew we could communicate across space even in our minds.

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Oh yes we can! I was so glad when some time ago, you heard me 🙂 From there, we can use words too if we fancy, haha… and we can have a cup of ginger tea too!
Yes, I know Mooji, he is in me too. Listen to whoever helps you find your way home, to the truth of your self, dear soul.
Love!

[RichaParticipant Upvotes: 32 votes@richa]

Hi everyone!

There is a prayer that comes in my heart as a wish.

I wish my life is like a candle of hope.

I wish that the darkness of this universe disappears through my prayer.

I wish there be light everywhere in this universe.

I wish the universe attains infinite elegance.

Just like a garden is beautiful with the presence of flowers,

May my wish be fulfilled through my prayer.

Love & Regards,

Richa

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[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Hi dear beautiful @richa ! Thank you for sharing your absolutely beautiful poem and prayer with us! With all my heart, I wish you the fulfillment of your prayer- may all and any darkness vanish and only light remain in the universe that you are! This reminds me of a mantra from the Brihadaranyaka Upanishads, maybe it will bring you a smile 🙂

Would you like to post your poem as a topic in our new Poetry and Art Room? That section of the forum could become our poetry book, where we can turn page after page of inspiring, Reality -expressing poetry.

Also, if you would like your poem to be included in the One poem we are creating on this thread, feel free to shape it yourself or tell us, so some One of all the One-s gathered here can do it 🙂

[RichaParticipant Upvotes: 32 votes@richa]

Dear Aurora,
Thank you so much for sharing the mantra with me. You really did make me smile with the mantra. It became a part of my morning prayer today.

And yes, I would love to start a new topic on our Poetry and Art Room.

Much love & Humble regards,

Richa

[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Thank you so much Richa, I have read your poems and oh how wonderful they are! How wonderful our new book of poetry and art is becoming! Lots of gratitude to you and all! 🙂

[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

All right my dear ones, let’s see what we’ve got. We’ve got a poem I think 🙂 I have a question for the authors regarding this poem, so before I send it to them (and the poem itself, which might end up being read in a video by Deepak !) please let me know if you have ideas on how to polish it further while still keeping the essence of what wants to be said.

Also, all those involved @psychedelicacy @krista @sree @derek-whitney @lindzyb I hope it’s OK for your name to be married to this poem, and if you have reasons why not, speak now (over the next couple of days) or forever hold your peace (or maybe both, haha). Special thanks go to @susan for her contribution, and as requested by her, her name will not be married to this poem, as the conditions are not met, which we hope it can be pardoned for.

I am woo and woo is me,
I am strength and delicacy,
flux and stability,
supreme complementarity.

I AM omnipotent ability.

I hear all the flowers sing
I am the starshine taking wing
The animating quality,
the ginger in a cup of tea.

I am you and you are me.

Source of the bow and each one arrow,
mountain, dolphin, deer and sparrow,
cast towards the formless goal
of no separation, one Loving whole.

I am each and every role.

Where none are first and none are last,
where life from thought is of the past,
where all are seen beyond the seeing,
where Love is lived in only being.

I am the freedom and the freeing.

I measure myself in endless ways,
As degrees, inches, pounds and days.
I sometimes think that I am not
yet death is but another thought.

In constructs I am never caught.

For what is birth? And what is death?
Time to retire the shibboleth.
Look past the veil and see instead
The canvas of all writ and read

The omnipresence, when all is shed.
I am that I am – and that is enough,
the it from the bit, be it smooth or rough.
The bit in the it. The seer I am
and also the scenery hologram.

Omniscient knower, knowing and known trigram.

Awareness aware as the subject
of every experience, and also as object,
Experiencer, experiencing, experience – all three
Arise in confluence in me.

I am that. That I am. That alone is me.

I straddle the universe with but a fraction
Of my limitless being in action,
Resting in nonduality
Effortlessly, consistently

I am above each fraction that’s rising expansively.

I swirl as the cosmos, my supernovas explode
For vacuum energy I’m the abode
I thunder and bellow, I whisper and hush
Symphonic and sonorous ocean and thrush.

The art and the artist, the muse and the brush.

Like ships passing by each other at night
We go through life aloof, despite
us being sisters and brothers,
forgetting there are no others.

We’re all sons, daughters, mothers and fathers.

In the vast universe, the Master Captain, our true Self
guides us, its infinite number of ships – to itself,
the other shore, with loving care and steady hand,
reminding us the ancient Truth we now might understand

You Are That, You Are the Universe, you are not small, but grand.

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[kristaParticipant Upvotes: 24 votes@krista]

Hi @aurorac

Absolutely OK! As we say in marriage vows, I do!

[SreeParticipant Upvotes: 22 votes@sree]

Yes, yes and YES! May this sail forth into the uniVerse and inspire and lead more!

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[Derek WhitneyParticipant Upvotes: 22 votes@derek-whitney]

Hi Aurora & all

please feel welcome to do as you feel inclined with the poem.

In truth it is not quite as I (or possibly as any of us indvidually) would write it and is clearly a melange of styles, thoughts, feelings & creative expressions, which was fun to be a part of.

Personally it feels that while our poem is ok, it also affirms why Rumi, Tagore & co did not write collaboratively, I sense, unlike an orchestra, poetry is, at it’s zenith deeply personal expression that, done well resonates with many.

While looking to be devoid of any ego based reaction to what is – I’d probably prefer not to be mentioned – perhaps it can be read as a group poem from multiple contributors (without naming names, although I have no issue at all with other contributors being named, if preferred ). Will accept & respect any decisions made though – as in the eternal invisible, unlimited reality of all – it matters not.

Looking forward to the continuing conversation on all fronts.

Namaste from Oz

Derek

[Aurora CarlsonKeymaster Upvotes: 110 votes@aurorac]

Dearest @krista , I’m laughing with you, for you have heard the laughter! I do, of course… I do! I guess it belongs together with Deepak’s dobedobe dooo… if you have ever heard him hum that tune 🙂

@sree , there is no doubt that you are in the state of enthusiasm, which some explain as “in theos”, right in the middle of the universal fountain of creation! “Yes, I do” turns on the creative outpouring, while “no, I don’t” turns off the tap. Happy divine showering!

@derek-whitney so happy I am that you look forward to continued conversation! I do too, for I think that what we mainly do on this forum is find out more about truth. I want to know how we can live with, as you so well said, “no separation, one loving whole”. So I have asked the authors this question, I have asked everyone who is The Author, which means that I am asking the one loving whole to guide all its parts to the answer. Everyone who wishes to discuss this subject is welcome: How Do We Cooperate from Unity?

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