Mystical Poetry by Amara

  8/2006

This is the love story for today:

One of my dear friends

is making love

with another dear friend

who is also my lover

Their joining

opens a sphere of radiance

bright as a sun

It paints beauty on their faces

I laugh with joy

Compersion: 

pleasure in the love dance of others

How is it possible?

because the real Love Story is this:

One of my hands

is making love

with my other hand

One side of my heart

has found its mate

in the other side

and is beating a perfect rhythm

that sets everything dancing

in deep spirals of bliss

If I drop this illusion of separation

their love is my love

their breath is my breath

Let Love flow 

however it can 

into this world

Who cares

what bodies it uses?

We all drink

from the same

infinite cup

8/2006  

Get into the middle

of my love affair with God

there's room for you, too

there's room for everyone

in the pulsing radiance

between this heart and the Beloved

But don't be surprised

If I pay less attention to you!

If we're lucky, if I am able

I will look past who you think you are

like a thin film 

covering a bright light

Let that film dissolve

 and you will become

the One I adore

Let me in through your eye windows

into the night sky

of your infinite Being

Pull the curtains aside

we don't need them anymore

If in that moment

the windows fall open

the curtains tear loose 

and shred into atoms

the hurricane of Love

that creates this universe

finds two openings to blow between

If we joyfully die in that tempest

and the Lord and Lady

use that moment

to kiss with our mouths-

we taste eternal passion

we become Light

we Remember

2/2010  

Inside my heart flower

at the deep center

there is a mysterious door

a door made of pure light

Come to this door

with offerings of love

and enter in

Enter the Inn

of the Beloved

There is only one room 

in this Inn

It is as vast of the sky

As long as time

 and as wide as space

In this royal apartment

there is always a huge party going on

All the faces of all Beloveds

are found laughing and dancing

All the ones I have ever loved

are there sharing joy

countless princes and queens,

priestesses and sages

vagabonds and dreamers

add their radiance to the mix

How many live in this Inn?

consider these possible answers:

1. Infinite souls

2. One being

3. No one

Or

quit thinking!

come to the center of own heart

use your key of self love

and join the party!

We all have a secret door that leads

to the same 

Divine Inn

The shaman’s eyes

Are deep pools of compassion

Give me your shadow

He says

Let me drink your deepest pain

My light wants to penetrate

The loveless places

I am drawn to your beautiful wounds

The corners where you hide

Give me the withered flesh

The abandoned child

The ugly diseases

The hatred, greed and fear

That make you human

I want to make love

With all of you

All forms of the Goddess

Excite me

Attract me

Bless me

Hold nothing back

Let the sun kiss

Your festering sores

Let me tenderly lick your wounds

Let love be your medicine

  2/2018

In this moment the black sand 

seeded with silver glitter

warms my feet

warm breezes caress me like a lover’s touch

and hiss through the palm trees

This moment

the sun sparkles on cobalt waters

and the bare skin of many ocean worshipers

including the tall lithe form of my lover

This moment

I watch him leap and dance with the white foam

in joyful abandon, a brown dolphin

This moment

I remember his dance in my warm ocean

my heart cracks open into a thousand radiant rays

like a secret lotus blooming suddenly

And tears of gratitude find their way to the sand

This moment

I drink deep into my soul

I imprint it on my mind and body

in its multidimensional depth

for returning to again and again

In the future when I am far from this sacred place

And can only touch him with my heart

This moment, this gift

watching my soulmate’s beauty

can never be lost, it exists eternally

no matter what the future

It will arise on my deathbed

as one of the treasures of this life

on the string of jeweled memories

that passes by me as I go

touching each one with speechless joy 

  11/2007

Are you seeking your way home?

Ask your heart, and follow that longing

It will take you to the next steps

Are you looking for a direction?

When you feel lost, move in to center

You wandered too far out

Come back inside to Source

Do you need a purpose?

Taking this breath 

With full remembrance of who you are

Is enough of a goal

Do you want to feel important and useful?

It took millions of years to bring you to now

How many ancestors live in you

Lived for you

Hoping for the awakening

Which you now have?

Do you need a rhythm?

Notice the small drum beat

Inside your chest

Listen to the soft wind of your breath

The music of these is enough

For a lifetime of dancing

Are you looking for a safe home?

Find it wrapped around you

As this warm coat of flesh

Like the turtle

We need no more than that

  1/2007

Wean yourself 

Bit by bit

Says Rumi

What is maturity?

Self sourcing

Ever more deeply

No matter what drama is playing

In this ever changing moment

Stay soaked in light

Rooted in the central core

So stable in love

So saturated, satisfied

Every nutrient available

As easy as breathing in

Want it?

Call it

Drink it

When that inner kiss satisfies more

Than lips touching

When the inner manna

Becomes more real

Than physical food

Then you have the master key

To every lock

You are free

  5/2/06

What you really want

is far too wild and deep

to get from any human self

Your thirst is so strong

you could drain your friends 

with one gulp!

Turn to the inner ocean

drink the pure intensity of sunlight

the volcanic brew of raw molten power

Suck in vibrating atoms of prana

chew THEM for breakfast

satisfy your deep hunger 

at the breast of the Star Goddess

Then the face you turn toward friends

will not be a needy child

or ravenous beast

It will glow with the peace 

of fulfillment

And the love you share with them

will be an extra and delicious

dessert

  May 10, 2020

They are the earth people

The patient ones who plant seeds

And pull weeds 

The ones who do the childcare

And make magic alchemy in the kitchen 

And clean the floors

They are the steady ones

They go slowly and methodically 

They keep the gears greased

And the machines purring

They build our houses

They carry our mail and groceries 

They bring us medicine and hot tea

They are not the flashy ones in front of the camera

Being admired

They are not noticed 

Because they hold up everything quietly from underneath 

Like the ground we walk on

Look for the essential ones

Feel the beauty of a humble heart

And a life of service 

They deserve our praises

They deserve real support

They are the deeply important ones

Without them

We would be nothing

  4/2010

loving 

is its own reward

deep pleasure

flowing through

intense waves of appreciation

wash toward you

It's nice if 

you can soak some in

It's nicer if

You can send some back

but 

even if you hide

in a tight box

these waves

washing from the inside out

are washing me clean

  6/2000

The Beloved whispers

do you want me to give you

another empty treat?

to quiet your hunger cries

for a few hours days, years?

yet again?

Or do you want the real food

satisfaction that never fails...

Eternal fullness?

For this treasure

you pay your life

Without this treasure

why live?

12/2009

Always run wild, my child

Always fly free

Follow your calling heart

Live all your dreams

While you are hear, my dear

Open and breathe

Shake off the frozen fear

Give and receive

You came out of love, from love

And to love you’ll return

You’re made from the dust of stars

To play and to learn

I give this world to you

This earth we all share

Deep in your heart of hearts

I’ll always be there

I’ll always be there

- For my daughter Heron