Poem: Connection

You pointed towards a dream of unearthly happiness.
You were standing still,
without beckoning me,
and I approached nearer to you.
Trapped,
one moment away from you,
hoping forever to bridge the gap
Straining against unseen hands holding me back,
Every invisible force inhibiting me
pressing onward,
fighting to cross the threshold
One moment away from peace

I caught for a moment the scent of your soul
Fire and incense bringing prayers to the heavens
Tickling the ears of the divine,
Child of the air, flying forever, fleet and free
What joy and bliss you gave to me
Your many essences inspire me again and again

Longing to dance with you,
Longing to hold you close,
Longing to press my lips upon your ever tenderness
Longing to hear your breath in the deep of night
Longing to be near you for each of your smiles and tears

Why was I given this call?
What has drawn me here?
What is the meaning of this tugging?

Who are you?
I thought I had recognized you but I must have been mistaken.

Yet there is something here
A tiny thread like spider’s silk which ties us together,
although the manner of the alliance is unclear.

Uneasy now, for I have asked and dreamed too much,
I have anticipated futures that are not mine.

I must suspect that we are aligned in many words,
With a different inflection in each

I felt the echoes from those other possibilities and
Hoped they were fragments of my tomorrows.

So help me to lay aside those wishes,
And find what yet we can create and discover together.

You are yet a part of me, and I am a part of you, as we are both a part of something much larger than both of us.

(Our meeting is a moment of destiny.
From this node many important fates proceed.
I hope that I may come to better understand this unfolding and leave my wounded ego behind for a moment to find the truth that is present but unseen.
There is much to be done, let us see what we can do if we combined our efforts.
The world may yet be aided.)

Xander,

As always, spoken from the heart.

For myself: Aware of this desire for the connection to grow, I must also be aware that my desire to do good precedes my desire for the connection. Of course this is my stuff but I’ll share it here anyway.

I read this morning: “So we find that there are two types of love or compassion. On the one hand is compassion or love which is based on attachment or which is tinged with attachment. That type of love or compassion and feeling of intimacy is quite partial and biased, and it is based very much on the consideration that the object of one’s affection or attachment is someone who is dear or close to one. On the other hand, genuine compassion is free from such attachment. There the motivation is not so much that this person is my friend, is dear to me or related to me. Rather, genuine compassion is based on the rationale that just as I do, others also have this innate desire to be happy and overcome suffering; just as I do, they have the natural right to fulfil this fundamental aspiration. Based on that recognition of this fundamental equality and commonality, one develops a sense of affinity and closeness, and based on that, one will generate love and compassion. That is genuine compassion.” - The Dalai Lama

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