In the Finding of the Souls

In the finding of the souls
A mixture of love and remembrance overwhelms
It is the strangeness of being one
Before one knows the other
Before one sees the other
But as one has been with the other
It is a reunion
Give me that new love
Beyond the old paradigms
The old ghosts of today through the past
Wherein people get lost
In the way it should be and not feeling what is….

This is not as we are….

It is at one and the same time
A dim and unrelenting remembrance and
Dream of what ever could be
Coming true as true can be
We are ever changed
Ever changing
By the interchange
Of spherical energies that emanate
From the innate
And transcendental beingness of
Our Souls’ transcendence into the
Beingness of now

Whirlwind of embraces
Sounds traverse woods of lost loves
Leaves speaking languages hidden
In caves of learning
In wombs of memories
Crafting what we shared and know
What felt itself before we lived again
In the midst of echoing traces
We elevate over instances
What once grasped and held
Holding us without warmth
We gave into all…transforming energies
They flowed through warming us
They became us
And in that instant we saw self, I, me, we and ourselves as one….

Just… just… just…
To have this moment with you
To write to sing to love with you
To create envisioning visions with you
Just… just… just…
This and so much more than I have could have imagined
Following our bliss
To the blissful clouds
To the mists of our own Avalon
Opening ourselves to the unknown and uncertainty of what is
So that the new mythology may be revealed to us

This new mythology arises into a semblance
Of revelation not borne of redemption
Or any other archaic notion
Where doth the information come from
Doth it channel forth from voids in Chaos
Doth it channel forth from unspaces in Gaia
Doth it channel forth from unlight in darkness
Doth it channel forth from undark in lightness
Wherefrom matters little as whatwith and wherewithal matter
Smatterings of this and thou resonate
Into summer reverie of dismemberment
It is the knowledge of the integration of death
And of life that enters psyche and soul
Herein is import for reform

And so change we will
Into the Change that is what we vision
As the most articulatable quality of That that is
Ever changing into the Change of That that is…
And what of tomorrow?
Ride with me ride me let me ride you and
We’ll see what we see

Riding mutual energies into oblivion
We scream streaming sweet release
For we know the known and the unknown
We’ve known what we thought and what we unthought
Where did the losses go?
Where did the chances go?
If we find nothing other than us
We have found the changes that make a world!