ORIGIN OF FORMS
you free your body from within
if you can see it
outside the shadow of sin
rest your hand on your hip
feel your palm filling itself
with a pillow of soft flesh
sense your skin
as a layer of lush nature
you are a figure in a field
a free form
embraced
and within every quiet breath
there is the sound of the bell
and the song of the anonymous bird
and the shimmering of the Aegean Sea
yet forever have I wondered, why do I walk within this form?
how does this body complete my emptiness?
what does this body express to who’m I belong?
to grow forever alive
in the fertile soil of our origin
we must accept this body, this form
as ultimate truth
if it is true that our deepest prayer
wishes to dissolve all separation
our nakedness must be integrated
trust in the process of ripening
do not dig up the seed
to see if it will grow
it is exactly our separateness
that will unite us closer
than ever before
beyond form we are naked
our nakedness is our essence
the essence of our existence is beyond form
the way is the uncovering of our non-existence
I am the river that flows to the ocean
I am the ocean that holds all the seeds
I am the seed born from utter nakedness
captured during our one month retreat
of rest and rejuvenation
on the Greek Islands of Sifnos + Milos