The Love that Lives Between

If you and I,

and all we see,

are products of the mind.

An open wound,

a broken heart,

are often what we find.

We seek for God,

we seek for peace,

we separate ourselves.

We try to find some

answers in the books

upon the shelves.

But God and we

aren't separate,

when all is said and done.

The more we look,

the more we see

that God and we are One.

When words and thoughts

speak not to us,

and "God " dwells in the mind,

The only truth is

Silence now,

no "I am " can I find.

Without the "me",

without the "God",

the Truth is plainly seen.

The only Real that ever was;

The Love

that lives between.

I sat alone today

I sat alone today

and left behind the

"I am".

I sat alone today

and emptied my head

of self/no self.

I sat alone today

and dangled my toes

in life's answers.

I sat alone today

and cried for sorrow

and for Joy!

I sat alone today

without the "I am".

I simply was.

Ripples

"Love, like a drop of dew,

falls gently on the quite stream

of Love itself,

and "life " begins.

Like the ever widening ripples

stirred by the single drop,

life goes on until it returns

into the stillness of the stream."