Let's be merry

Let it enter, beloved,
Love knocks at the door asking you to,
Just open your heart,
melting it fully in this that I am and that you are too.
Let it spill, beloved,
the water of Life is filling my cup overflowing with lush
the joy to know a Dream this is just
and like leaves we are danced here to have fun.
No need of protections by what springs from within
This Love is not coming from an object in the dream
It is here, already, asking you to
turn your attention from the scene to the one that looks
outside at the play of colours and forms
untainted by all
and yet mingled in the whole.
This Radiance is shining from the breakings of the wall
of the ego, that you that is actually false,
its veil is now thin and is made out of what
it is currently appearing in Life’s comedy plot.
Its substance is illusion as therefore not real
no ego to kill, you are free now my dear!
No need of salvation, you are already out
The leela is there consistent as clouds.
So let’s be merry beloved, be happy and gay
Enjoying fully what brings every day.

Shakti

Paradox

Between existence and non existence
Human life unfolds.
A moment fully engaged
In what seems to be a multicolour pool
Of shapes and shades and tones
That take the form of people
And places and loves and hates
A moment totally dragged away by the scene
And then again observing from what cannot be seen.
I’m all, I’m nothing
Which one you decide
Something will be missing
As in this whole paradox
I do abide.

Shakti