The Deep Wild passionately undulates,
copulates and dances!
‘The free movement of molecular energetic exchange
into systematic metamorphosis’,
are sterile words analytically articulated
by scientific minds objectively observing
the wild beauty and interpreting Life birthing life
without the wisdom of wombs or balls.
There is something happening so spontaneously,
something so fertile, creative and free
it can only be called Wild!
When our deep mind starts to get it
we hear the ceaseless call of birds,
the chants of feather-covered healers,
rattles and drums…
passionate poems of poets blinded by Light,
the rapturous songs of Love-enflamed
followers of the wild, risen Christ
before the whole ecstatic way
of brewing a god inside your skin
got tamed into decency
and the criticalness that comes from
fear and passion’s repressions.
Split open… now!
Don’t listen to your mind’s excuses.
How free has your mind made you so far?
Leap into the white purity of your own
silent, central Fire —
stand up and spin in it
shouting ‘Open me, open me…
I open, I open!’
Melt into Love’s bright puddle singing;
soften in sensitive gratitude
into a simple, open freedom
within Love’s riotess beauty.
You will feel the Wild Strength
of the Universe —
you will dance
in Holy Copulation.
May 6, 2011
Blake Steele's Word Rambles 