Your Moon is always Full
Poetry, mysticism, divine feminine
Become empty to be full of what has always been yours.
Be empty, like the Full, Pregnant Moon
The one who empties herself to feel
the presence of the one you seek, inside your flesh, now…
See her round belly filled with his light.
See her share the wisdom they create in their ecstasy.
Feel her rapture as he shines through her fullness.
Watch her ecstasy as she reflects,
That, which was always hers.
The light of life.
The fire of a breath that cannot wither.
The presence of the only thing
This moon and you can trust each other,
The truth of his love for what he sees in you.
Your fullness,
Finally,
Un-coil,
The One that wakes up,
Inside your root.
She will be revealed.
Revealed in your surrender
To being empty of
Everything but You.
Can you trust YourSelf to be empty?
Can you let yourself feel God’s love,
Without trying to show the world,
That you’re worthy of it?
Can you see the Grace that shines without your will?
Beyond your wants?
Beneath your desires to shine as something,
You’re not?
It’s all you.
The one.
It’s all there is.
It’s our embrace of oneness.
Into nothingness and all-one-ness.
Alone. All-One.
And No One to be found.
But the light of your Beloved Sun shines through your shadows.
Dare you to become like the full moon
Does that never empty of its true love’s gift?
In joy and distress, she knows their union is all there is,
And is always here,
And now?
It’s the same one.
The same beloved you seek to find too.
The one you seek
So that you can finally be full.
No tastes, no adventures, no pleasure,
Nothing can fill this urge.
You yearn to be full of the One,
That will never leave you.
So then, be brave enough,
To be just like the moon.
Empty yourself to know how full you’ve always been.
Of the only true thing.
Lose Yourself in the quietness of your breath,
It’s you.
Is it you?
It has to be you.
You are the one merging, melting, and moving inside this moon’s belly.
So then, Die.
Die to be born through her surrender
To be Full of Her Beloved’s love,
As Yourself.
Shine on in the silence of your still,
Grateful, full heart.
Full of your Beloved friend’s Grace.
It has to be Yours.
Full of your Beloved friend’s Grace.
It has to be Yours.
Опустошить себя как Луна,
Kоторая позволяет себе ощутить свою пустоту.
Чтобы полностью вкусить
Свою полноту, глубину, ширину, и величие
Когда она осознаёт
Что она всегда полна любовью солнцем к себе.
Be empty like the moon that discovers,
In her nakedness,
That she is always pregnant
With the Sun’s fertile love.
Her curves are always here.
Watch them move across the sky, and move the ocean tides.
Watch her shine on your dance,
When its time for you to move,
And then it goes suddenly, perfectly dark.
Just in time,
To give you respite from your ecstasy.
Do you dare become her student?
Wake up inside the Sun’s embrace.
Patiently empty yourself to make room,
For your beloved’s grace,
Inside your temple.
Then let yourself be lost.
Once you are so full of emptiness,
And open to be filled,
Once you let your quiet contemplation
Welcome his tender footsteps,
Only then will you recognize his face.
Your fullness reflected in his eyes,
You fall in love with what he sees
In you.
Merging, melting, moving with his rays.
Burning what you’re not.
Igniting what you've always been.
Yourself.
Then the ever-present fullness of your soul is finally revealed.
Unedited.
Unreferenced.
Unparalleled.
Unborn.
Eternal.
Quietly reflecting the light of her beloved Sun,
The one that loves her empty fulness,
Penetrating her emptiness.
Merge, melt, move with her in rapture,
Fill her with his fiery, fertile gaze.
Will you let your Beloved,
Shine his eternal light
Into the black hole of her fullness
Inside the One Heart.
That has to be Yours.