Rootsie

Yes of course we are creators,
seed and branch one with ‘God’ !
Is creation done,
and so all of this ‘His’ fault
and only ridiculous contortions
on ‘His’ part
can fix it?
Most choose to read the Bible this way
And one branch of that  seed is the KKK.

Everything we have thought or done or made
which is out of accord with love
is illusion anyway.
In illusion we believe matter to be master,
we have created hunger, want, and need
so intent are we on the illusion of separation
from the source of  our creation.

We do not choose to see unity
because we fear a loss of identity:
this race
this history
this intimate territory.
It feels safer this way
to stay small this way,
and this way we can say
‘Hey he or she or they
is what keeps me down.
But I will abide in patience
and rest in peace at the end
and this is how the righteous win.’

But the deal is done.
And we already win.
And peace and rest abide here.
Now.
And in fact we are not even asked
to give up our precious little sense of self,
but to allow it to expand
to its natural breadth,
doing what we never thought possible,
what we had only dreamed of doing before.

How can we fear losing ourselves in ‘God’
when we have always been just this lost?
Nothing that we are is unacceptable to ‘Him’,
or other than ‘Him.’

Do you see the difference this knowing makes?
You can live from your true Self
when you know.

We invented 'I’,
and ‘alone’.
These are fiction.
We are not ‘God’  as some believe
themselves to be,
a law unto ourselves,
some marvelous solitary wonder.
What is divine can only be comprehended
in  relation.
We are not little ‘gods’ who create.
We are creator and created
creating in creation!

Every truth you think you’ve wrested
in your great cleverness
has always been offered freely
with a loving hand.
No need to wrestle. Just rest
in the eternal caress.

And your ardor for justice
is not sacrificed, but justified
in this embrace.
You are not asked to go anyplace.
In this embrace
there exists no bitterness,
no blame.
You can be a ragamuffin roughneck still:
there’s as many ways to live in love,
from love,
as there are creatures who live.
You can still dance sexy
and make out like crazy
And do
unadvised
wild things.