Simply Divine

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

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I am tempted to find ways

to say that “I love you,”

but Nature has already

said them all.

Let us then surrender,

all together,

to the bright beaches

and the rugged mountain tops.

Let us lay in leaf beds

and meadows of tender

new grasses courting

delicately budding flowers.

When the fawn skips

through her first puddle

and leaps with delight

and the fox pup catches

its very first snowflake

upon the tip of its soft

muzzle,

know that this is everything

that I want to speak

to you my Beloved.

In this mirror

we are wild

and everything tangible

is a brush stroke

of the invisible hand

that tells us

over and over again,

We are human,

And this embodiment

is simply divine.

© 2011-2013/Jamie K. Reaser

Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" (www.hiraethpress.com)

In the Frost Crystals

Photo: (c) R. Naylor
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I’ve been watching for

signs of your breath

in the frost crystals

on my morning window pane.

When the sun embodies

her robust bosom,

they melt

and so do I,

letting longing be my

own personal

burning.

The narcotic pain

of weeping

singes my

very soul.

Surely you know nothing

of this.

And, that is why I

don’t give up

this courtship

easily.

In the unrequited affair

with the wild,

with the invisible,

with the intangible

there exists the opportunity

to build the capacity

for unconditional love.

© 2011-2013/Jamie K. Reaser

Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" (www.hiraethpress.com)

The Mud Puddle

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Like a magenta sunrise,

this passing moment

can linger a lifetime

without a promise.

Gratitude is the indefinite host

of the Beloved’s caress,

if even brief,

delicate,

surprising.

There is nothing shallow

about waters that

quench the thirst of a longing soul.

Splash barefoot

in that mud puddle,

wholeheartedly.

It is what remains of a brief

interlude between

Heaven and Earth.

In the hours left before

this sunset,

there is ample time

to count everything that

touches you

as a blessing.

2011-2013/Jamie K. Reaser

Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" (www.hiraethpress.com)

The Poet's Eyes

Image: origin unknown, Sufi dancers

To see the world

through soft eyes

is to See the world

through the poet’s eyes.

Duality blurs into Unity

when it is the heart

that manifests Vision.

‘Round and ‘round

the ancient dihedral

dances the Beloved’s

suitor.

Surely he finds himself

liquored on his own breath

when he realizes

it is he in the spotless looking glass

gazing gently

upon the soul of the world.

© 2011-2013/Jamie K. Reaser

Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" (www.hiraethpress.com)

Directions of the Geese

Image: origin unknown

Between the clouds
and the Great Mystery,

forgotten by all but our

most primal being,

lies an atmosphere

where we can meet those

we’ve denied and abandoned.

Soul fragments linger

in the ethers

awaiting recognition

and a mustering of courage.

They count the seasons

of their exile by

the directions of the geese.

Won’t you call

yourSelf

Home?

© 2011-2012/Jamie K. Reaser

Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" (www.hiraethpress.com)

Affections

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

This is what you can learn from a bee:

Do not be stingy with
your affections for the flowers
that surround you.

An abundance of beauty
to be delicately visited upon
is no curse.

Open your heart to the possibility
that the Beloved has
chosen your form
through which to make
love with all of Life.

(c) 2011-2013/Jamie K. Reaser
Published in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life" (www.hiraethpress.com)