Dharmasphere

how the spiritual folk do condemn
& they blame (or they think it’s a shame)
when my love doesn’t fit in their boxes
and though it may seem such a shame
all the same, it’s a game
i have chosen to play
and my heart’s at the stake
so i’d better keep straight
on the path, on my path
through the trees & the dark
but the dark is my friend
that i want to embrace
and the more i explore
i discover the face of my
Love is the dark as well as the
light is the non-path
as well as the path that delights you
so my path may not look
like the path that you know
it may even be so that it looks
not at all like a path, not to you
but i promise you, darling,
i stick to my path through
& through, true & true
and perhaps even truer

‘Inside, inside!’, the Song Bird cried;
inviting me to go within.
So sweet across the great divide,
I heard It softly calling.

‘But how’, I asked ‘should I begin?’
‘which road am I to follow?’.
‘Fear not’, It sang, ‘go in, go in’,
‘I will be there to guide you’.

At first just He, then He and me,
then He alone therein I find.
My soul in burst and flying free,
I live for Him and serve mankind.