the name of the sky

You said
You did not want to know
the name of
that sky.

You said
You did not want to know
the name of
those stars.

You said
You did not want to know
the name of
This tree.

This tells me something very profound, dear one.
Through you,
The earth's beauty is finding her center within us.
Through you
This being human is flowering
And soaring above nametags and

mentally constructed labels.

a beehive

I am a beehive in the wilderness
You're a dense, dark honey
inhabiting my equator.
A brief remembrance of you
sweetens my whole being and turns
my heart into the ocean.
This is when I start forgetting small details
such as my grocery list or wearing my watch
or marking my calendar.
Is it possible to be confined in a cage
and count nickels and dimes
when being in your presence just for a moment
alters the laws of gravity?

lion's mane

Your fear conspires with your feelings
of incompleteness and  makes you run away from yourself
and enter a relationship or join the army or a group.
No matter how fast you cling to ,
you will continue to feel the pain of separation
because you are looking for meaning
in your thoughts and not
in your heart.

total surrender

To come home
You don't need
a thousand legs.
Two legs will do.
You don't even need legs.
It is enough if you have
the slightest trust
and total surrender.

I am a harp

I am a harp
wildly on fire by the touch
of your beautiful hand.
Please, come play
me again.

I flow through all beings

I once
had a large human form,
spoke eloquently and served my township
as a clergy.
one day you shone straight
into my face and said:
This is not enough. you can do more.
My lips stopped talking.
I melted and vanished completely.
Now I flow through all beings like
a water fountain.

The wild mule

This morning
I said to the sun
residing deep in the body: -
I want intoxication.
Who wants intoxication?
She wanted confirmation
The wild mule inside of me
wants intoxication. I said.
I am glad you asked. She said
She opened up fully and
Asked me to enter.
I did as she said.
I don’t remember for how long I was inside.
Does time exist when you’re inside love?
Now
All that I have learned
All the urge of kicking and restlessness
All the sign of resignation
All that I knew and treasured
Have been transformed
into a pure light.

the wine cup

The wine cup
The inside of your inside
the holder of sweet longing.
the cave where lovers meet
and vanish into warm lips.
Your beauty above everything
is not in holding but in being
empty and to mouth that empties
you constantly
I can give my whole self.

the river wants to stop

How long we've travelled
does it matter?
How challenging the journey has been
doesit matter?
This knowing has brought us here
by the shore of the Amazon. Then
the river wants to stop to this radiance
where the shore never wants to exist any more.
So much beauty has poured itself into an empty bowl
the beauty that can bend the knees
and make you bow down;
the beauty that can break all egoic
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Follow your breath’s scent

Follow your breath’s scent
It will take you into the mystery
of your heart.
all beings entwine and embrace
like leaves in the forest.
form and formless merge as one
your inside and your outside
dance in great harmony.

They say
There is a super massive, fathomless
black hole in the center of galaxy.
What if the galaxy is you
And the hole is your open heart?

I heard someone saying to a flower

I heard someone saying to a flower:
Don't you feel lonely here by the abandoned bridge, just yourself
and no one else? Aren't you scared?

The flower replied with a smile:
Listen my friend:
In the morning a gentle, cool breeze caresses me with the kindest hand
I have ever felt on me.
During the day, the sun blows my breath away with her most fiery, orange kisses.
At night, the entire stars tickle me with their tender, sweet winks.
Surrounded with love like this,
How is it divinely possible to be lonely?

why lament

Why lament my friend?
why punish the body with unending sorrow?
Loss in any form is when something inside
of you dies completely, for a divine purpose,
leaving an empty field
when you bring awareness to this space
A rose starts to bloom in your chest
and light begins to pour through everything
you touch.

Night sky

Night sky
dotted with million stars
the vastness of the space!
The insurmountable stillness!
Who can talk about that any way?
The grapes inside of me
soon recognized the vibrant,
bottomless river of wine pouring into
the beautiful mouth of the sky.
The butter deep inside merging with the skim milk.

No matter how profound becomes the growth;
Can a mother miss her child?

In this touching love awakens again and again

We are the micro-cosmic life-form of the universe.
Our very essence is not different from that of the sky or the earth or the ants.
All is woven together by a song that is unsung yet.
Like wings, we open and close, we stumble and fall down and then we rise
That is not all all we are. We are the field where falling and rising occurs, where dream and awakening arise.
The way we open our entire self
and pour light into the world
the way we receive love
and transmit a golden beam of light;
makes all wings expand and touch each other in gratitude.
The mountain bows to touch the valley, the forest drinks light from the sun
In this touching love awakens again and again in all beings.

As coral reefs inhabit the oceans

As coral reefs inhabit the oceans,
Light inhabits the body.
So you can make a choice
to delve deeper today and touch it
or to continue living on the surface

Blessed is the one

affluence
is what we already are.
deficiency is what we create.
until the seashells know the sea as themselves
they will keep chiming and clinking.
Blessed is the one who's married to
the source from where all things emanate.
and to where all things return.

Does the ground care

Does the ground care what kind of horse you ride?
Does she care what type of shoes you wear?
Does she care what kind of car you drive?
Not at all, my friend.
All she cares is for you to be present in every
interaction with her, in every conversation with her.
in every lovemaking with her.
Watch a cat watching a mouse;
the grace of presence will soon catch you and
split you open and you start laughing
like a popcorn in the oven.
That means, light is pouring through the space
that has just happened.
This space is you, my dear friend.
This space is you.

domestication

a child first arrives here
fully present, utterly vast, innocent and spacious.
Since a conditioned mind is not comfortable with spaciousness,
it fills the space with stories, concepts and toys.
In the dictionary, this process is called parenting.
Deep inside, it is known as domestication.

We are here to experience love

We see beauty like this,
catch flame then melt forever.
The truth is
We are not here to explain theories or describe datas.
We are here to experience love.

Your responsibility is to love

Your responsibility is to love
each day, fully and  completely.
Then you can meet the bride and the groom
the master and the pupil, the lover and the beloved
inside of you.

who are you?

We're rising beyond the seasons
of waiting, my friend
because your eyes want to see something more stunning.
The one who truly loves you is here already
to take away your future
and steal your past from you.
Then who are you my friend
after all your content is totally gone
after your fear of being secure evaporates;
Who are you that remains undamaged
and untouched?

Ever since I heard about you

Ever since I heard about you,
I've been taking down
curtains after curtains after curtains
until I was able to see your face.
Now I know with all my heart,
why everyone who sits here, with you,
tastes like a sweet wine

and wants to kiss every eye in the street.

thousand dormant volcanoes

Here is what happens
most elegant one:
Every moment I remember you
Countless stars in this body,
The thousand dormant volcanoes,
The music I have never heard before,
the flowers no one ever smelled
Come alive again.

The ocean swimming through you

My dear one:
I don’t want you
To come to me as a casualty.
The moon might be eclipsed, might wane
Or covered by a cloud .
Have you ever seen her running out of her smiles?
Now, leave all your woes behind and listen:
The ocean is swimming through you.

the hands

When you know
You are the sun
blazing the entire sky,
The hands
that build walls around you
will quickly start shaking.

like a tree

why struggle my dear friend? why?
Like a tree in the rainforst, plant yourself
firmly, deeply into your heart
and then dance gracefully
with every breeze that comes

your way.

For no apparent reason

For no apparent seasons
Laugh today.
Inside your laughter
ten thousand poems are being composed.
And inside your laughter
Life's original purpose completes herself.

beyond all easons

from beyond all easons
I bow to this beauty, my friend,
your beauty that strikes like lightening, like a sudden rain
beating on the roofs to awaken the heavy sleepers.

I promise,
I don't say to anyone, even to myself  that I saw you, .
because the very moment I start talking
your beauty  becomes an idea, a story, a thought
in the mind
The very moment I  start talking
your brilliance turns into a cloud
hanging from the cliffs.

field of no-thought

From a field of no-thought,
We can turn
Anguish into a flower
and hatred into love.

this world

We go out into this world
and witness so much suffering and pain
yet this suffering is not real.
They only mirror our beliefs and principles
that need deeper examination.

saving the world

I know, my dear friend,
You’ve always wanted to save the world from falling apart,
To end the wars in the Middle East, to feed the hungry
And to take down the authoritarian
regimes in Africa and elsewhere.
But dear one
with your won anger in side of you,
With your own fear inside of you
With your own wanting inside of you
With your own wars in side of you,
How can you possibly grow wings
and soar?

drink this light

This is enormous;
The radiance surging inside
Every little openings.
The water has fully soaked the soil
Pouring through and through.
The parts that claims to be separate
No more exist now.
Touching every particle
with one divine song.
Everything blending
into everything else.
Don’t go far, my friend.
Drink this light in front of you.

which comes first

The mind asks:
Which comes first? The egg or the chicken?
Why would one care? Everything unfolds itself to us
Whenever we are ready to see.
If you follow your thoughts
you will close your doors and turn off the lights
because hyena is laughing in the woods.
Presence opens the doors and the windows.
She does not ask who is knocking.
In complete synchronicity and oneness
bees turn flowers into a dark honey.

the broom

Grace is not what you love.
It is what you are.
You turn away from her
and in the blink of the eye
you meet the twins named anger and fear.
Say the words a thousand times "who am I"
"who am I" with a large space between them.

This is a of  broom  divine eloquence sweeping your house
From dirt.

lips turning into waterlilies.

The universe
Knows when you are not inside of her
And she can feel the absence.
Sooner or later you too can.
It might get windy and cloudy
Some kind of imbalance or pain in the body might be felt.
But don’t tell these stories as your own.
They are just bubbles on the sea shores.
Neither add nor subtract anything from reality.
Kiss them in the eyes as they come dancing your way.
Then watch your lips turning into waterlilies.

Be a space

You must not worry to create beauty.
Beauty cannot be created nor demolished.
Your responsibility
is to be a space through which beauty flows.
Yes, be a Space.
... Be a clean faucet, a tube that is not clogged nor rusted
so that water can move through you easily.
Be a mother’s breast that milk pours through.
Be a clear sky through which the sun moves.

As soon as the ego cracks wide open

As soon as the ego cracks wide open
Love’s fragrance will take you over and consumes you completely
until you fully become that fragrance.
until every moment of your life becomes your meditation
and everyone you meet becomes the beloved.
Here you don’t even have time to bargain because time does not
have a passport into this field

your fear of empty space

Your fear
to an empty space
will dissipate
When you see orchids
blossoming from underneath the ruins of
a massive structure.

Why do you keep resisting, dear one
When the beloved crashes into your window
to wipe tears from your sweet eyes?

language of roses

the way rocks roll down the hill
the way feet take turn to rise and fall
the way light moves though the caves,
the way children see each other and feel the
eyes magnet
the way you get inside of me and
turn me into a jewel;
This is not a reason at all.
this is the language of the roses.

Happiness

Living in a mansion
Or driving a luxury car
Or being a movie star
Cannot grant you happiness.
Happiness
Is how you are deeply in touch with life.
Happiness
Is how passionately and tenderly
You make love to existence
Knowing that
you are not separate from her.

sacred dance

An icicle hunging down a roof
offers himself fully to the sun.
Your commutes between the ocean of fragrance
and this world is a sacred dance
You perfom every day without rehersals.

If there is anything at all
in your life
that can be taken away
from you,
let it go now.

enter this moment with me

People ask
How old are you?
You pause here and reflect
because what you are going to say
could defy the laws of gravity.
This is like saying
How old is life?
or when has the universe began?
or since when has a bird start singing?
Inside a single string
the cosmos pulsate with exuberance.
Marry love now and enter
this moment with me.

It is not about you

Your beauty is not in knowing what you desire to be,

Your beauty is in knowing and celebrating

 who you already are.

If you have been judged or defined or categorized

Because of your form or skin, by circumstances or your gender,

It is not about you

This is about the one who is judging you.

It does not matter how we get from one hemisphere to another.

From one valley of life to another;

What matters is to open our eyes, look down and see tiny

beings walking the same road with us, streaming from the same

Flame of breath, and returning to the same music.

The digging

Dear one:
I have seen you a hundred times
hiring the army of daily laborers
to dig into the ground in search of the gold
You've buried once.
Don't ask me how long the search is taking.
It all depends on how ready,
focused and determined you are
to find the gold,
and how hard the soil has become.

Fire of love

For how long
can you stay solid and defiant?

sooner or later you will catch the fire of love
and dissolve
and no one can find you
in the market any more.

Your eloquence

Your eloquence
Days and nights cannot hold it.
It reminds me of the rainbow
climbing the sky of the deepest gratitude.
The way a child visits this world
and the way he departs;
The way we enter this presence
and the way we dissolve;
The way seasons move through this body;
that is your eloquence
beloved one.
This is your eloquence.

taking down barbed wires

It rained heavily last night

taking down barbed wires and posts
standing between houses;
smashing down  protocols and rules.
Only when  you follow the light
in your heart, dear one,
can you  break demarcations
and shine brightly.

Whoever resists

Most of us come from a tradition

that did not allow men to cry

nor women to laugh in the public.

Oh thanks God!  we are here now at the point

where every being desires to enter and vanish.

Whoever resists to dulve into this  ocean

Whoever resists these eyes pulsating with of love-fire

Whoever resists the sun's mouth full of honey

Can easily break  down in the road and

cause a traffic congestion.

Nothing

I was showing my friend, the other day,
a beautiful present from one of my beloved friends.
Then my friend was deeply touched by what he just saw and wanted to know
if I have given him something in return.
I said "Yes
"What did you give him?" he said filled with the sea of curiosity
Nothing, I gave him nothing, that is the best gift I can give a friend or this world. I said.
My friend, did not seem to understand and kept looking at me.
I kept looking at him too. Silence.
because once we start explaining nothing,
it becomes something.

Lion's roar in every drops of tears

Sometimes
We feel the depth and intensity
Of beauty around us
And dissolve into tears.
And in every drops of tears
You can hear the lion’s roar
And the ocean singing

Of union.

when we are ready to drink

My daughter and I went for a walk
stepping on piles of fallen leaves.
The trees stood naked and yet firm and happy
bowing and whirling to every sunlight traveling.
The path in the woods gives off delicious breath
touching and healing every feet she comes in touch with.

Flowers, my friend, flowers
drop their soft petals
to a roaring wind
and still their fragrance
catches us like fire
and we fall down in prayers.
Nothing outside of you matters, my friend
As nothing inside of you matters.
Just remember to surrender all reasons, all forms.
water turns to sweet laughter only to find us again
in our glass when we are ready to drink.

the moon shining brightly

Last night
I watched the moon shining brightly,
as if it were her wedding anniversary.
the night breeze was singing passionately too,
with such softness in the heart, such beautiful depth
and did not bother if anyone was listening.

The most natural question you should ask now
is not how much others love you.
It is how much you share your love with others.
Then even before you finish your question
the word "others" begins to crumble in your mouth
and becomes nonexistent.

the maze around you

Why are you so stingy to yourself?
For whom are you saving this beauty
When you are starving now?
Look deeper inside again
With all the radiance in your eyes.
this moving deeper
is moving towards the wholeness.
the sea that cannot contain her beauty
breaks the shores and starts singing.
You can expand only
when you disintegrate the maze around you.

purple wings

You
were sound asleep last night.
I secretly dived inside of you and touched something
and then stopped. It was your hidden wing
made of purple light and deep compassion.
Oh my beloved friend!
This tells me why you rose above religious dogmas and
cultural fences, this tells me clearly
How you soared above all mentally constructed walls
and found yourself in the same room
with me.

two hands

two hands come together
to wash history
from each other.
this is the meeting of two petals
on the same plant.
... they emit fragrance,
they make love like two rivers meeting.
if you are not fully here in this meeting of hands,
you cannot make love
you make frictions.

melt into me

The mind creates some dramas
or fictions out of nothingness
and then starts to fret about this and that.
But the the sea who looks for you all the times
raises her voice and says to you:
“Oh the heart of my heart,
where did you just slip away in no time?
you are not here to survive. You are here to shine
through every single breath you take.
stop worrying aboutt the past or the future.
come back now and melt into me.”

this being in love

This being in LOVE
Weaves elegant wings around you,
lifts you up and places
you in the center of all beings and
then birth and death, lying and truth,
grief and sorrow
Are no longer your worries.

This being in LOVE, my friend,
makes you a sweet hose
through which
innocence pours constantly.

with you

With you
I can sit in deep silence
For eternity with no desire to speak.

With you
I can soar a thousand skies
With no fear of falling down.

With you
I can lie down on a grass
With no garments on.

Oh sweet mouthed one!
Who can tell the depth of this faith
I have in you!