Contemplating a mystic poet
You! Your presence disrupts my worldly ways. You pull at me to enter your lair. I follow you within where worldly ways are no longer needed. Words lose their meaning. I awaken each day in joy, do what is needed, and accept the wonder of it all. Wandering with you into the open field of consciousness, I feel life expand and take glory in it all. What is there to say in your presence?
Awaken! Do not go back into the world. The mystery awaits you. Keep to the path. It leads from here and there to nowhere. Nowhere is emptiness. You are the emptiness that is nowhere. You are the mystery within. Awaken in the Spring morning light. It is sweet and gay. Do not linger long in bed. But if you do, it does not matter. You are home anyway.
You can stop pretending now. The world is not real. It is not the separation you perceive. Separation is illusion. You perceive a dream. Your true nature is not your humanity. Your humanity lies within your true nature as an image of thought, the thought that there can be other than the eternal I AM. You are illuminated by this knowledge. To know this is to have entered the room within and been surprised by the light. It is no surprise to the wise that you are not the me of the body with its worldly thoughts and emotions. You are I AM. There is no other.
You cannot separate from I AM. The dancing cannot leave the dancer. No matter how fast you step, twirl, and leap, the dancing stays with the dancer. Dancing serves the dance. The dancer is not without dancing—ever. The dancer may stop, stand still, or hide, but dancing awaits as potential. Dancer, dance, and dancing cannot separate, nor are they one, because there is no they.
To not dance is to live in darkness, believing in oneness. You think that this and that are one when there is no this and that to be one. There is no one without two and two is darkness. In that darkness lies the me of the body. It is blind. It has eyes that do not see. Leave it with its ignorance and fear. Stay silent in the darkness. The light will grow. You will have eyes that see for you to dance.
Existence is the thought of separation in consciousness. Consciousness is the emptiness that is nowhere. It is intelligent and aware. It cannot separate into parts and pieces, so separation becomes a dream. You know separation as the world in which you live. You experience separation as the me of the body, but you are none of these things. You are consciousness expressing existence. You are the expressing. You are the dancing that is the dance.