Turning the Tides of Infinity
with a Holy Vision of the Beloved Deity of Eternal Life,
the Rose which is My Soul
plunges into the Non-Existence of what Shines
through the Cross of Matter.
Distilled to Perfection,
the Second Coming is none other
than the Absolute Joy
of a Universe that is Fully Alive.
Sitting as if dead to the World,
Countless Cycles of much Sought After Time
passes by the confines of Galaxies of Bliss,
yet I Am untouched by all of the deaths
of thousands of Worlds and thousands of Civilizations.
Empty of a Self,
even on a Universal Scale,
the Tides of Infinity turns once more,
Washing Away all that I thought was Mine.
What is there but You,
o Rose of Liberating Fragrance.
Smelling Your Essence
and Seeing Your Wondrous Beauty,
nothing can defeat or outmatch
Your Transcendental Strength
to Move Mountains with Solely Your
Faith in My Soul's Potential.
Bleeding with Love
for Your Rapturous Emotions for Me,
what can I do to Repay You
for Your Being You?
Endowed with a Talent
To Be With You
At All Times,
whether located in a Body
or outside of One,
My Wonder-Lost Soul
will Speedily Proceed to Elucidate
on the Science of Devotional Union
with the Supreme Consciousness of Love.
Offering My Very Existence
for Your Eternally Righteous Cause,
the Worlds Tremble
when they Hear that You are Coming.
Not Fearing the Elimination
of Egotism or Self-Hood,
the Victorious Climb
to the Summit of the Spiritual Realm
by Envisioning You
Within the Rose of the Heart.
Feeling at One
with the Very Spirit of Eternity,
the Necessity of Collecting
is Thrown Out of the Window
of My Perceptions
in Favor of a Steady Withdrawal
into Your Visionary Glories.
Contemplating the Words
which Flows Out of Your Universe of Being,
All of the Words which are used to describe the
Worlds of Illusion Falls into the Cavities of Forgetfulness.
Falling Asleep to the Ways of Man,
You Lead Me
into Yourself at a Rate that I cannot believe.
Astonished by Your Desire
to Place Me Within
the Inner Sanctuary
of Your Presence,
the Roaring Sea of Limitless Souls
Fills Up the Empty Space
that I used to Label as My Consciousness.
with the Truth of Your Existence,
I Wish to Surrender
All that is in Me into All that is in You.
Having more Love
in Me than Heaven and Earth Combined,
Service is the Road to the Golden Age
of the Soul of the Universe.
Putting No Effort
into Acting as a Mere Mortal,
the Gods appear to My Soul
as Nothing More Than a Figment
of Your Cosmic Imagination.
Imagining that I exist - I imagine that You exist.
Being Beyond Something
and Beyond Nothing,
the Mystery of Your Love
Enshrouds Every Soul
into a Play of Cosmic Union and Cosmic Separation.
Breathing as Easy as a King,
the Queen of Matter
Once Again Needs You as You and I as I.
Putting on a Show for Your Creation
to See and Participate in,
I will Remember
what I have Learnt
from You on This Day.
Counting My Blessings
more than Once,
I Long for the Time
when I will be able to Smell
the Scent of Your Essence.
As Bright as the New Sun,
Call to Me
when I Call to You
and Listen to Me
when I Listen to You.
Taking My Last Breath
Before Retiring from This Night
of Loving Remembrances,
Allow Me to See
the Rose which Started It All.
Beholding what cannot be Beheld
with the Eyes of Mortality,
What is Left to be Felt
can only be Felt when I Am As You Are.
Upon Reviewing Our Cosmic Love Affair Together,
Let Us Turn With The Tides Of Infinity.