Like a rose dropping its petals
One by one --
So I kneel before You...
What is this question
That would have me lost
To all I had known before?
Everywhere I breathe
Only the scent of honeysuckle --
And Your teeth sink deeper into my flesh...
This love has brought me
To the very edge of Your Garden --
So why do I keep looking back?
My eye searches the field
For the color red: One Love only
Knows the reason why...
You are my Beloved: this secret
Of the full moon will be the last words spoken:
As the Universe dies into God...
This pen quivers like my tongue
Tracing a trail from Your breast
To belly... and further...
Listen! Perhaps all that we need
Is another revelation,
And then we can all go Home...
Every believer hears the sound
Of the voice they want: Me?
I don't want to just kiss Your feet...
You have taken every drop of wine:
I sit and stare at Your cup
And get incredibly drunk...
I now understand that Love
Is never an arrival: it is always
And endlessly a falling...
Life shouts to protect our breath!
But Love kisses us differently:
Give it all away!
Still, another rose blossoms
And gently slays the entire Universe:
I surrender into that Nothing...
This Love is without meaning
As if a horse could make wings fly!
Hush... let this Kiss be the end of words...
Robert Daniel Smith was privileged to serve the homeless and marginalized for 30 years in Salinas, California. Together with his wife, Michelle, they founded an intentional community called the 'Companions of the Way', also in Salinas. Robert and Michelle are community organizers, Catholic Worker renegades, sacred activists, writers, poets, artists, Divine Mother devotees, and practitioners of Kriya Yoga as taught by Rev. Ellen Grace O'Brian of the Center for Spiritual Enlightenment. Michelle is also a Montessori public school teacher. Robert is also an ordained Interfaith Minister.