Puddle Of Love
I walk up the pathway to the
I am greeted. Fully recognized for the Love
which I am
for my Beingness.
Showered with endless moments
My 15 minutes of fame.
Her kisses come fast and furious.
Kisses sweeter than wine.
They soothe away any thoughts, feelings
that are less than Love.
I feel loved, embraced by this Puddle of Love.
I am transformed by the simple act of petting this dog.
Do I greet myself with the same level of Love upon awakening
She recognizes the Love
which stands before her.
She recognized it in me.
Do I recognize it in myself?
Do I recognize it in others?
She waits. Longingly. What a sublime moment
"How 'bout tummy rubs?"
"Got a few moments? An hour? A lifetime?"
That's what makes her Heart
Do I dare ask for what I want?
Ask for what makes my Heart sing?
I rub her belly.
She has given, given, given.
It is her turn to receive.
Her eyes close.
My eyes close.
We are one.
The Puddle of Love
has moved into my Heart.
I am now a Puddle of Love.
I surrender all
Anything that would keep me from
in the energy of this gentle act
Of mutual appreciation and Love.
I am her and she is me.
My Heart is open.
I access the Puddle of Love
It is fresh, free, ever present.
and am Loved.
I know that fully in the moment.
From the simple, sacred
Every meeting, every greeting is a sacred
if I remember I am a Puddle of Love
the other who is also a Puddle of Love.
Waiting to merge for a brief moment.
Both change and
transform because of the greeting.
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