July 15, 2005

Light Rising

Silent, iridescent gold
Light rising in the east.
Silent, silvery mist
Light rising in the hills.
Silent, verdant, feathery greens
Light rising from new growth
in the trees.

My Beloved joins me at the window this dawn
Silent, together we view this splendor
Our vision radiates further than ever before
Outward and inward spirals
Light rising in our hearts.

We are not-two, my Beloved and I
Both viewer and view, not two
Silent light from the sun, from the hills
from the trees, from our hearts -
Not separate light, but one.

One silent lovelight, rising.

6 comments:

Aida said...

Beautiful!

Meredith said...

Aida,

You are such a bright light!

"From within or from behind," Emerson wrote, "a light shines through us upon things and makes us aware that we are nothing, but the light is all."

"James" said...

This is such a wonderous poem about non-duality. It gave me such beautiful shivers of love toward you and everyone.

Meredith said...

i love you james!
You are light rising.

CJ said...

LUMINOUS! yes, i meant to type that in all caps because it was so deserving of all caps!

Meredith said...

Thank you CJ for your kindness.