UPON BODILY PLEASURE OPENING INTO SOME HUGE SPIRITUAL HAPPENING

What is this innocent, mysterious sensation
that permeates every cell of our body when we dare to stretch as fully open,
as vulnerably open as we can?
What is this God-designed drug that makes our insides
a paradise of soft pleasures, that makes our bodies move to some
music of motion flowing from the core of us,
melting the mind open to be steady in Presence,
calling it out of old defenses into this very instant where Light’s magic happens?

It takes a powerful Love to handle it, to not get lost in it,
to allow ecstatic pleasure to fire up innocent purity in our hearts,
to overflow in creative exuberance, to play naked in all Life’s play-yards…
and to passionately enter the sorrow when Light calls us,
passing into the dark of it for Love’s sake:
to weep within the pain-bound nature of a sorrow-stung world
so capable of ecstatic jubilation — yet locked up like this —
addicted to denial in its manipulations and miseries!
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After the sorrow, then the dance! This is what old prophets howled
in God-drunk states, reeling in a spirit-fused fire in their brains.
This world needs to see it, feel it, hear it:
some springtime bursting forth through bones,
into every body, each cell, this sensual thing
resonant with the pure innocence of flowers and stars,
flowing out into humanity’s collective mind
through the open yawn of our heart’s allowance,
as our whole body loosens into its primal joy,
into a God-given guiltless freedom,
into a wide open, heart-splayed surrender,
arms embracing the naked sky, kissing existence,
whispering, “I love you…” drinking in the blue,
loving trees, loving each animal, every bird,
saluting brother sun, gulping down the limitless gifts of grace
in Love as Life and Life as Love’s most soul-blazed,
body-burnt imaginative colors, creatively free… splattered and singing,
flushed free and flowing in a wild spirit-wind of everywhere human happiness:
arm around shoulder, forehead to forehead,
eye gazing deep into luminous eye, sinking together into God’s sweet silence…
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sensitized and aware, stretching lithe and twirling, moving like music down:
dirt on our feet, fingers, and faces,
circle-dancing with children, splashing the colors,
laughing with their body-shook laughter
as they crazily sing of a better world we are all together now birthing:
poem by poem, song upon song,
kindness by imaginative, crazy-caring kindness, howl by wild-heart howl!
turning things upside down and back around,
taking the whole thing back into our own hands
in this laughter-rippled growth of heart-birthed,
spirit-born, body-blown freedom!

UPON BODILY PLEASURE OPENING INTO SOME HUGE SPIRITUAL HAPPENING

Blake Steele

Molkom, Sweden

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