A lovely Heart to Rent ...

when walking in the sunshine
it's good to sing a sunshine song
When walking in the moonlight
It's good to sing along

When walking in the darkness
it's blessed if there's a light
When walking all alone
You know you are alright

So now everyone
Sing a little sunshine
singy-song
and we'll all get along..

and the days and nights
will be both bright
and there'll be many beauties
to share in all twilights

Is this the message
that was meant to be sent?
Lovely lovely message
a lovely heart to rent

Nor'Easter spent
time is for rent
Where has all went
Nor'Easter spent

The time is now right
and the time is now left
Nor'Easter spent
and Infinity is lit

There just are no rifts
between
all these sweet times
and infinity's shores

Do you feel my love?
Infinity sings pretty songs
Galore
On Infinity's shores

Lost lovely days, the stars at night shine so!
Chosen ways I have viewed life
I choose some yet the same
I choose some yet no more


It's been a long time sweet darling
so long since we've
encountered the true
It's been a long time sweet darling
and I have been missing you

It has been such a long time sweet baby
so much longer than I care to admit
It has been so long, now sweet honey
and yet and yet and yet
I still can't help loving you


ok a new poem for a new person i've only just begun to know
deep hearted sweetly enchanted moving within her own sweet world
i catch the waveforms the slowflow and the slight little brightlights
like i've never seen before

i move on, other things to do, and yet i can't forget
(nor do i want to) - the "chance" meetings, seem to be...
and my heart and dreams and enrapturing themes
keep flowing but i know
there will be more

Life is such a beautiful... flow...

It isn't that I love her only, but it isn't that I don't!


What do I do Where do I go?
im so lost on such a lonely highway
why does she look to look away?
I feel sad, but then she looks again
at me and my heart's enthralled
again??

Just that glance?
Yeah
Just that glance
Heart is gone

I'd say it's all cool
and not so serious
but it would not ring
of truth to me

Sometimes the truth stings

The mind of the awakened is clear and bright
as it thinks all day and it thinks all night
Letting the old thoughts go for the new ones to come
The asleep cannot go where the awakened have gone
(Step beyond)

Love turns the water into wine
and causes the bitter to taste sweet

Love turns copper into Gold


Love brings the dead back to life.

Love transforms slavery into freedom



Love is the consummation of understanding
Love is the Harlot on the street

Love is the ultimate creation

Love is your true Home

Good Times

Feeling the newness and the freshness of every moment
and being as sweet as the midnight sky
and then flying so high in the bright sunlight
and then being as one with the rain at night

and going higher than the mountains and then
deeper than the seas and then spending so much time
in the in-betweens, and then being the sweetness
of the darkness and then the radiance of the light

Yeah, it's all alright


(This was after the thundersorm, the other night)

Swirling; my mind goes twirling
no end to happiness in sight

Watching the Gods go by, laughing as they are
scratching their heads all confused

Rainbows unfurling their sweet delights

(oh sweet overtones...such tendernessess!!
I really do love them so)..

Such strange thoughts
encapsulated
my poor heart
tonight..

Sure was a nice thunderstorm that
caused all those lightning strikes!

Makes me feel so all so good today..
I feel like sweet Magnolia trees

Flowers are all the sweeter in the
sweetness of the storm

and in the sweet moon's light.
She's too sweet to be real
tonight, but she is...
She is my true heart's sweetest freedom
and I will never let her go..

Deep hearted Mysteries Jul 1, '06 10:50 PM
by mayflow

Deep hearted mysteries
beautiful philopsophies
Her heart on mine
The lightnings flashing in the skies

Twelve moons arising
couldn't compare
to the shinings
coming from within her eyes

A smile a laugh
twelve suns shining
from the once
darkened skies

but nothing can match
the shinings
coming from within
her eyes

Hide clouds hide!
You haven't a chance
if even for a moment
you should glance

Run ghouls run
Mass murderers, go inside
for you haven't a chance
to match

The shinings coming
from within her eyes
No, dark hearts
You haven't a chance

A Lover's Prayer Mar 23, '06 8:34 PM
by mayflow


A lover's Prayer

I don't know where I will meet you again
Which life, which moment
Such mysteries to me

But I can't escape my hopes
and I won't run from my dreams
because I know some day, some way

That we will meet again, and then,
again, we will see that
which has always been

Friendship Oct 30, '05 8:58 AM
by mayflow

Friendship is patience, sharing, giving
Neither bragging, nor stooping to lying nor decieving
Looking for no profit of it's own, but acting
accordingly in each moment with truth and understanding

It acts in kindness always, with lack of arrogance
not seeking recompense, never holding grudges
but with heart of forgiveness and acceptance
never failing, never losing faith or hope

But having said this, it is in truth transcendent
of any time or space or words
for it is the reality, the faith, the hope, the power
It is the healing of the world; It is Love

I disagree with one thing that others usually say in that
I do NOT believe it needs to be of the "mutual" kind...
Amongst those who walk not in Love, WE still can...
...and thereby, we can... our true hearts, find.

Freedom flies without stagnation
being concerned with neither wars nor nations
She sets up her house in skies unobliterated
by hates or fears or other irrational stations of mind

Her house is the vastness of the midnight skies
The intensities of countless Suns
The depths of dark in the mid of night
The flowing streams by whence the willows grow

The lillies of the valley, the Lotus blossoms
from the cleanest waters and the darkest too
The heat of a cloudless day or the
coolness of a winter's snow

Freedom flies, and that's all you need to know
You do not need to control her and furthermore
You can't, but you sure can learn to enjoy her
if you can learn to let go of your desires to control her


Jan 27, '07 11:05 AM
by mayflow

Free Hearts' Ride... Mar 2, '06 12:21 AM
by mayflow

The greater the desire for control
the greater the tyranny

The less the joy
The less does Freedom be

Free Hearts cannot be quelled
Nor Imprisoned in empty shells

They would die that way

Free Hearts Ride
on Greater Sleighs

Breathe into me life
Breathe into me love
Take my breath and make it
your own for we are
all made of stardust
and Love ~ mayflow

Breathe into me? by May for everyone

Even as a mother protects with her life
Her child, her only child,
So with a boundless heart
Should one cherish everyone:

Radiating kindness
over the entire world
Spreading upwards to the skies,
And downwards to the depths;

Outwards and unbounded,
Freed from hatred and ill-will.
Whether standing or walking,
Seated or lying down

This is a lovely recollection.

This is said to be a sublime abiding.

By not holding to fixed views,
Keeping the Heart pure always
in this vision,
Maintaining it at all times,
Holding eternally and infinitely
to the clarity of this vision,
Enjoying, but not being bound
by all sense desires,

Enjoying but no longer
being bound by
nor
chained by this world.

What a lovely girl ...set free...

Torrents of flooding emotions
You seek to overwhelm me?
But don't you see I welcome
you from the depths of my heart?

Currents of those bloody notions
You trees of the forest,
You seek to overcome the Sun?
But don't you see that this cannot be done?

These feelings are so deep sometimes
but they are not always quite distilled you know?
Their intensity does become distilled sweetness
when I let them live and grow, though

These emotions show my vivacity
My Heart grows worthily in true empathy
The trees love the Sunlight
and The Sunlight loves the trees

If you love me, then I love thee
So make your love pure and you make your love good
Then we will love one another
like lovers really should.

One Autumn day, I was absorbed in a leaf
the color of a heart
Almost red, and ready to fall down

Spending time and asking it's existence
I realized it as mother and daughter
of the tree combined

Such sweet subsistence!!
Sweet snowfalls followed
My heart entwined

Too purely real to be real
but it was
Sweet subsistence true

And they just asked
if she was real
an I just asked "and you?"

Silent within the mind is that one true flower
The birds sing at night, the moon grows dark
and the trees lose their bark
and the thinker becomes the knower

Minds are fully emancipated
And satiated are our true desires
and we all fly to freedom's pure shore
In pureness of love forevermore ...

By that one pure flower ...
Flower-Power! The Jewel, it is said
lies within the Heart of the Flower
When the thinker becomes the knower

A moth drawn to a flame dies,
but as I've heard from the likes of Rumi
and such other poets
it dies in ectacsy!

Why? It is drawn by the Light
It is consumed by the Light;
It becomes the Light

A poet writing a poem is consumed by the poem
Differentials are consumed
and oneness assimilated and therefore assimilated

Therefore I suggest evidence that Rumi
and moths are the one and the same.

Of course He was a very poetic moth,
but aren't they all?

There is no "finish"
There is no gain nor loss
No thing is ever finished
No thing ever dies.
There is the irremovable which is ... See More
the mind itself
It fashions and creates
upon the waves of
it's own creates,
but this mind itself
is never lost.
Ain't this all so wonderful
Just because?

I dreamed a dream of a dream-maker true
and I asked if the dream were true
and the dream-maker asked of me
"AND, Whom are you?"

Enlightenment pulsated right through my veins
and verily enchanted my human brain
"I AM THAT I AM" He said, but then took the
form of a Butterfly instead, and then invited me

to the dance of the dead ....

For ten thousand years I roamed
Just to make this Earth my Home
For a million lifetimes I learned
That whatever we get, we've earned

Now I'm sittin' on the dock of a Bay
That so few else can see
and when I look into the skies
I know that I'm so Free

Just a sittin' on the dock of the Bay
That so Few now can see
Loving Time, Just Loving time
and what it has done for me

Flowers speak to me
They flow. They come and go
and their love is everywhere
for everyone

A Rose doesn't say "I bloom for only you!"
It just blooms, and those whose eyes are set
to see Beauty in everything
just see.

Star alight, Star abright
I will light your world tonight!

The shards of the night exploded.
There were delights in all of the heavens
and the world was all Alight.
Brighter than it ever had been before

Lightning Bolts shredded the night
and everyone was at a loss to explain.
I said "I have only started."
Then we were swept away into the ocean's floors

and out of the doors and so far off the shores!
The night said "Nice Rain tonight"
"Surely is" I did agree!
(It is nice to like the night)

So, we got along together quite alright
On Distant Shores

Star alight, Star abright
I will light your world tonight!

The shards of the night exploded.
There were delights in all of the heavens
and the world was all Alight.
Brighter than it ever had been before

Lightning Bolts shredded the night
and everyone was at a loss to explain.
I said "I have only started."
Then we were swept away into the ocean's floors

and out of the doors and so far off the shores!
The night said "Nice Rain tonight"
"Surely is" I did agree!
(It is nice to like the night)

So, we got along together quite alright
On Distant Shores

Tender Rose

I watched one day
actually today
a Rose that was withering
away

Her Heart was tender
as Rose's Hearts tend to be
and it leaned towards
me to say:

"Gather your own Heart, Human child
for one day
you too will wither away"
Then a Hummingbird came along

The Tummingbird drank deeply
of the Rose's
sweet nectar
then flew swiftly away.

The Hummingbird dsappeared
and I said "Rose, you are withering away
Yet you give freely of your sweet nectar, why?
And where did that Hummingbird Fly?"

The Rose replied that the Hummingbird
had taken the sweet nectar to a Distant Star
and it said "May, when you wither as one day
will all Women and Men...

You and the Hummingbird
and I will again meet on Distant Stars,
And I said "Rose I bet it will be just as you say
and that We will certainly meet again one day"

And the Rose smiled back and sort of laughed
and simply said "May. We already have!"

Can you feel the rythm of my heartbeats?
Can you feel the falling rain?
When you go deeply enough inside, do all the stars
still reside and do all the heavens remain?

So sweet, new death, never tasted before
Why, I never knew nor wondered,
but she came in to meet my heart and stayed,
and no one ever knew but I

And she I knew to be the entirety of all reality,
but again, no one ever knew
but she in the depths of her wondrous heart
though not on the sleeve of intellect alone, and I

It's a secret bond that we once shared,
but I think our secret bond
may be no secret anymore.
I may be in love forevermore!

She walks like an Angel walks
She talks like an Angel talks
She ruminates on the oddest things
and I know (for sure) that she has wings

She is beautiful in an evening gown
but her eyes are like far away stars
that don't just light up men's eyes
but distant galaxies as well

Her Heart causes diamonds to shine
and Rubies to glow
Without her the Sun couldn't shine
and the moon couldn't glow

Yes, she walks like an Angel walks
and she talks like an Angel talks
and her Heart is always bright and aglow
but there is that one secret thing that I know

For the Universe whispers this into my distracted eyes
She is not really an Angel at all
but just a pure Goddess (in sweetest disguise)
and I am in Love with Her so