I have released my spirit to Source,

that commands it.

Obediently I follow.

There must be no personal identity to hinder the creative act,

for if I am aware of the personality of me,

there can’t be the complete emptying to allow the spirit to circulate through the form in full freedom.

These words have become an experience not merely an idea or an imagined vision.

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The further I delve into the essence of being,

the farther I slip out of radius from they that only seek the obvious.

The farther I penetrate, the broader my perspective.

I cannot be content with the satisfaction of apparent needs;

I must look past and through.

Though I climb alone, still must I strive without hesitation, without the delays of my own insecurities.

I must not stifle my ascent with needless fears or uncertainties.

Each realization is an awakening.

It is the “Ego-I” that one must annihilate,

for this alone is the element that obstructs the flow of liberation.

No body, no circumstance, no object—it is the Ego-I, the false facsimile of justification.

Sincerity must apply to every facet of my existence.

I must think, speak, act with truth.

It is the choice.

TO BE CONTINUED

The gathering of years separate us.

Distance divides us

and we are insulated from each other

by a veneer of indifference.   

Our memories are caged in solitary confinement,

untouched and undisturbed, under lock and key;

Until, in an act of mutiny,

an errant thought– fugitive from the past–

slipped into your mind

and broke into your unsuspecting heart.

All we ever were is laid bare

a trove of treasures, pristine and preserved, 

unsullied by Time

to be relived…to be continued.

ECLIPSE

My mind eclipsed and entered yours…

past a rush of memories steeped in shadows,

some submerged, sodden,

some forgotten;

yet not a single one of me–

a dearth of recollection of ever having loved me.

No birdsong or stirring beast,

no rustle of shivering leaf     

as I moved through the darkness of your indifference.

All roads to your heart were closed.

Not a murmur that I had ever been there.

It was sudden night

except the light shining through the moon.   

NASHVILLE

What am I to do?

A city girl gone country sure ain’t new

Though I tried to belong, no city slicker’s gonna turn you on

Oh Nashville, I wanted to.

Gave it all to you

I found me a honey and you kept him, too.

I’ve been living the life of the country songs I came to write

Oh Nashville, just for you.

Nashville, I’m leaving you the dreams I had

Oh Nashville, take care of them ’til I come back

Oh Nashville, keep them as a souvenir.

And will you please tell everybody when you see them

It’s killing me to go and your the reason.

But don’t say nothing ’bout these tears.

A girl’s gotta do what she’s gotta do

Said goodbye to my honey, now I say goodbye to you.

But it don’t seem right

I don’t want the glitter, just my name in lights

Oh Nashville, and I want you to.

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