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Slow down....inside I am right here I am not where you are going I am the place you leave to find me I am Holy Fire Do you trust me? I am the One who makes your heart beat and every heart beat I am the Portal to the indescribable flame within you I am every longing you have ever felt and every passion you have ever suppressed I am Aliveness Open Allow Be danced Do you trust me? If you want to know bliss to feel passion burn You must become available to be astonished and amazed by the simplest things Notice the way when you wiggle your toes a tendril of joy quietly sprouts inside your chest Notice how you can run your fingertips on the edges of your skin and rivers of desire become instantly fulfilled You can take one single breath and watch your body explode in gratitude for living Then you can exhale and melt into the Great Fire of life's fertile emptiness You are the Portal It costs nothing....except everything you have ever dreamed you are Your dissatisfaction is a dream Your disappointment is a dream I am right here I have always been right here It really is this innocent Savor me Enter me Ignite - a compilation of poetry excerpts by Maya Luna
Things don't happen for a reason Sweet child No Life doesn't need a reason For happening It simply blooms forth With breathtaking chaos Rains down on you With senseless beauty And immeasurable heartache You can make up stories If you like About why things happen The way that they happened You can close one eye and squint To make up patterns You can tell stories of Tragedy Or perfection Curses Or blessings Or you can simply stand naked in The rain You can realize nothing Will ever really make sense Not if you're really honest Not if you're truly listening Nothing happens for a reason Yes, this is the truth This is it There is nothing else But your own heart Plunging Into reality Your own heart Drinking down The eruption of stars That is this radical emergence Of soul in body Of breath meeting sky Maybe There is nothing else to look for Maybe it didn't work out for the best Maybe it isn't an unfortunate mess Maybe no great spirit is helping Anything go your way Maybe Just maybe Life unfolds Relentlessly With no holy plan Maybe It is sacred Just as it is Its power and innocence Require no justification Its perfection requires no meaning Maybe nothing Means anything Other than what the Rose Means When it blooms It means Here I am Here I am Here I am Here I am - Maya Luna |
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