Something You Mentioned

Something you mentioned
the other day about
meeting in the field
of knowing and not-knowing
and there, finding love
has stuck in my head.
I couldn't help but think
that this was not the love
of the dance between
two lovers. But rather the
dance of loving ourselves
through watching and
not watching, seeing and not-
seeing.

How did we come to find
that field? Surely we did not
walk or run or fly there. It
rests deep inside the core
of our very being, the reflection
in the mirror of our consciousness.
When we look do we find true love?
I found it once, reflected in the face
of a true knower, a seer. I threw
my earthly possessions away, caring
only to prostrate myself to the one
whom I had met on that field.
In his eyes, I met my true Self.

Only after going deep inside,
unlocking the body,
through the eyes and breath.
Holding, releasing, surrendering.
A journey of a thousand miles
that began without a single
footstep. And I found my way
to clear vision; saw and felt
the way the gods must see
and feel. Clearly and with
perfect love.