Love is fearless
but the ego is not
and so the ego
is afraid of
love
sometimes
of course,
love can "look good"
to the ego,
and not just trophy lovers,
but the real actual juicy delight
of sex
is good for
the body
and good
for
the soul
and good
for the ego
too,
because the poor ego,
which doesn't exist,
has this idea
that there is something basically lacking
and good sex
at least temporarily
makes the ego,
which doesn't exist
feel as if it did
and the body exists
the we
the us
the real me
right not BE the body
but it
me
you
I
are in these sweet bodies
and what about love
and fear:
good love
scares the ego
because in good love
the ego dissolves
and all that is left is adoration
of life
really
though it can appear to be of the
other
and the ego
wants to cling to time
and wants "this love right now
so hot so fine"
to last forever
which it might
but we'll never know
except one now at a time
is this making any sense?
sense to the part of you
that doesn't have to fit all
the words
together
but knows
you've been scared sometimes
when love seems
too good
as if you don't deserve it
or as
if,
without guarantees
of ever and ever
it's too much a risk to
love so much
or
as if,
the world
so deliciously out of control
will dissolve
and it
will
it will
read Rumi
read Hafiz
fall into the empty drop
delightful magic carpet of now:
it's all gone
this moment and the last ten million
and all that's left
is.....
love
but the ego is not
and so the ego
is afraid of
love
sometimes
of course,
love can "look good"
to the ego,
and not just trophy lovers,
but the real actual juicy delight
of sex
is good for
the body
and good
for
the soul
and good
for the ego
too,
because the poor ego,
which doesn't exist,
has this idea
that there is something basically lacking
and good sex
at least temporarily
makes the ego,
which doesn't exist
feel as if it did
and the body exists
the we
the us
the real me
right not BE the body
but it
me
you
I
are in these sweet bodies
and what about love
and fear:
good love
scares the ego
because in good love
the ego dissolves
and all that is left is adoration
of life
really
though it can appear to be of the
other
and the ego
wants to cling to time
and wants "this love right now
so hot so fine"
to last forever
which it might
but we'll never know
except one now at a time
is this making any sense?
sense to the part of you
that doesn't have to fit all
the words
together
but knows
you've been scared sometimes
when love seems
too good
as if you don't deserve it
or as
if,
without guarantees
of ever and ever
it's too much a risk to
love so much
or
as if,
the world
so deliciously out of control
will dissolve
and it
will
it will
read Rumi
read Hafiz
fall into the empty drop
delightful magic carpet of now:
it's all gone
this moment and the last ten million
and all that's left
is.....
love
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