Yet It is Abundant Time to be in Love

I drowned my ego long ago
I am but a man, a mystic memory
Of the world-soul, in all times

Severance from my body
Means nothing to me
I am a spirit transparent to time

I am attached to being free
I live to celebrate and learn
The gratitude that has no particular aim

I met the public court of Bliss
On my way home today
I am my enemy, I long for my Beloved friend

I do not want to debate the state of the world
I will perpetuate the Oneness
Even if cruelty be your habit

Your dilemmas I will take as my own
I drowned my ego long ago
I am but a man, a ship of many desires
Teasing and cajoling you on an ocean of rituals.

You Came Close as a Familiar Soul

It was no momentary occasion
That we met, that we loved
It was the joyous freedom of liberation
To have met you, to have stood by you
It was no casual handclasp

That you entered my life
At the right time
You came not as a judger
But to offer me a candid support
Of never having kissed before

And never having loved
In a European way
It was no momentary occasion
That we became sovereign
Among each other, dear

You are noble to me, sacred
You are forever there, one side of my soul
You say people come and people go
But I enjoy how easily you
Entrench yourself in my heart

I let you occupy the throne in me
As your smile has won me whole and true.

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There Are Accomplished Facts of Living in the Present

(One of them is Love)

All day long in spring and song
We lived in eternity’s day
All day long in dew and wind
We lived in summer’s hour of infinity
Against Paradise we stood
Hand in hand, heart to heart
For waves and love and festivity
We lived in eternity’s presence
All day long in joy and mimicry
We called it the Beloved present

It was an accomplished fact
That we decided to Fall in Love

A first outburst of the new dawn
Our very own special New World
All day long we talked and made love
We lived in eternity’s day
All day long in sunlit drapes and fugitive steps
We traced Taiwanese wilderness
In Montreal streets, circling the planet
Against Paradise we touched and ate
Hand in hand, heart to heart
All day long in summer’s hour of infinity

It was an accomplished fact
That we decided to Fall in Love.

Doctrine of Free-Verse

I agree, O heart, that you cannot
Stop writing, my ghazals are strange sonnets
When they hear my words, free-verse

They know that I am not an
Experienced poet, but rather –
Only an open heart

I write not something easier
But the language of my soul
Otherwise it would be difficult to write

I will not cry for satisfaction
Of an easy life, I will trumpet
Beautiful virgin-feelings always fresh

For Heaven and the Tao agree
That the wine I drink is beloved reference
The lyrics of my Beloved spans

Across lifetimes, across star-systems
Who can deliver my message?
I will follow the inner mysticism

As the identity of a pilgrim who
Always loses their way among
The sayings of all poets, a bit of everyone

Internalized, Oh Lord, you know it is true
That my heart spoke with a different tongue
Only with the aim of idol-breaking empathy.