“Nobody’s Fool”
Even a dog gets thirsty
and knows how to wake
himself up and trot
to the water bowl.
How is it I forget
each time I fall asleep
how to wake myself up
and trot over to the Beloved
to sip, soak and be drenched
by His love presence?
I am a forgetting,
fool, that’s why.
Lucky my Beloved
planted His holy wellspring
deep within my breast
so that I never have to
trot very far
to receive that sublime
whiff of the holy christening
which reminds me to open my
mouth and surrender
to the drink
of Life.
Once more I am saturated
in Love and am
nobody’s fool
(but my own)
“Hosed”
I write
because it is the only
way to experience
the peace of communion
word, thoughts, ideas
conclusions, beliefs, mantras
feelings, passion, intuition
all must ultimately
be recognized
the living water must be shared
or else what
good is the hose?
Beautiful!
Thanks Jill! xoxo