King of My Soul

Sweetheart of all my dreams, King of my Soul, forgive me when You are my all and it seems so easy to forget you.

Sweetheart of all my dreams, King of my Soul, where can I flee from your presence, a perfume so delicious with scent eternal?

Sweetheart of all my dreams, King of my Soul, a poor woman I am without you, witch and wicked I am, away from you.

Sweetheart of all my dreams, King of my Soul, grant me supernal residence in the High Tower of your heavenly castle.

Sweetheart of all my dreams, King of my Soul, Sweetheart of all my dreams, King of My Soul.

 

 

Oh Solitude, My Solitude

Oh solitude, when will you be through with me?

My days are spent in the longing for my own,

My nights are made of reveries and hopes.

Oh solitude, when will you be through with me?

For, I know, my heart is full and flows over,

Truly, it is ready to share its treasures.

Oh solitude, ma vieille amie, I am divorcing you. I choose companionship.

Yes, solitude, we will meet again, but it’ll be with joy and laughter,

For, solitude, you hurt me more that you’ll ever know.

I look around and there is no one. No one to hold me.

Oh solitude, when will you be through with me?

Solitude, one day, we will be friends again, but,

For now, I am through with you.

– Marù –

November, 6th 2016

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there. 
– Rumi –

Lead me to that field,

where the tree dances under the sun,

where the rain kisses my cheek

and the wind caresses my skin.

Lead me to that place,

where pain and pleasure

share the same bed of celebration,

where Life and Death

bear the same seed of Being.

– Marù –

September 22nd, 2016

The inherent peace of being knows no opposite. I am that Peace.

I am the openness of being. Beauty is the unlimited freedom of being.

This understanding allows one to see worldly limitations as the unlimited freedom of being in action.

Therefore, one rejoices in every situation who has realized the eternal freedom of being.

Then, all things exude the perfume of Love. For Love is Being and Being is Love.

August 4th, 2016

All feelings are perceived, all thoughts and images – phenomenons of dynamic life.

The simplicity of it. Yet the easiness with which one can adhere to a phenomenon and, seemingly, merge with it, for a time.

Now is forever free, forever pure, colorless, formless, still.

Empty of questions, now is the eternal answer.

Emptiness is my name.

July 30th, 2016

Discovering that there is nothing to do but everything to be.

To be everything yet not to become anything.

To be soft and gentle.

To be the space behind, in, through every phenomenon.

To be the invisible no-thing from which exudes every thing.

And yet, this invisible no-thing is, by essence, all goodness, all-allowing, all-inclusive, pure unconditional love.

To be that is to be no-thing yet to be fully, truly, totally, completely everything.