Friday, December 30, 2011

The Beloved




















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For Bill, with gratitude for the question he posted
after the poem Silent Retreat

I have not complete knowledge
of who or what the Beloved is
for I am not complete.

Longed for by name,
the Beloved
draws near enough
to share my breath,

but the Beloved’s touch
is yet too holy to grasp –

I am loved most in the
act of being forsaken
to the Great Mystery.

Truth must be a candle
without a flame
because in the spark lies
the light and the self-destruction.

Courting the Beloved
is the act of apprenticing
to the way Home.

There is no possibility
of return other than to
step upon one’s own
heart –

Again and again,
until,

Broken,
the doorway
yields.

It is at this threshold
that the Beloved
recognizes
the Beloved.

In we go.

© 2011-2014/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" - published by Hiraeth Press (http://www.hiraethpress.com)

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8 comments:

  1. oh darling, this is beautiful, beautiful! <3

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  2. Thank you Bethie. Wishing you a soft and lovely 2012 my friend. xxxooo

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  3. yes, yes, yes...just what i needed to read at this very moment. thank you, dear jamie!

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  4. Thank you Stacy...A bow and blessings to you my friend.

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  5. I love this poem, too, Jamie... thank you. <3

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  6. Thank you dear man. Your generosity is much appreciated Scott.

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