Saiom Shriver

FIRE HAS LEFT THE HEARTH
Fire has left the hearth
Nautilus climbed from shell
Perfume flowed from read more

FIRE HAS LEFT THE HEARTH
Fire has left the hearth
Nautilus climbed from shell
Perfume flowed from bottle
Prisoner gone from cell
Butterfly flutterbied cocoon
nor hand restrained by glove
Jesus away from manger
Cage left by Spirit Dove.
Sparklings soared away from wand.
Chick's egg become the bird.
Omkar sung from out the throat
Violin's notes now heard.
Buddhist temple pine cone
tabernacle'd godlet seed
Shattered that it might manifest
thousand forests of fir tree
Eternal snow of mountain top
now nurses meadow flowers.
Shining never held by sun
relentless melts ice towers.
Love has left its
spring the heart
Is now a liquid pond
Host stolen from the chalice
consumed in mouth of God
Starlight abandoned star
a billion years ago
Left that tonight you
might
have its sight
and know
Know Love is forever
no drop of God ever dies
Lover not bound by form of love
God's bodies are not God's souls
(to his wife and children
on the death of Robert S)
(Baba Hari Das: is the author
of love is more powerful than
lover for love is not bound by
form).

Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth
for her magnetizes to your home those who read more

Oh a cockroach is better luck than a cricket upon the hearth
for her magnetizes to your home those who love every heart.

How awestriking. How sublime..that out of muck and mud and dirt and slime God makes lemons and God makes limes.

How awestriking. How sublime..that out of muck and mud and dirt and slime God makes lemons and God makes limes.

They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.

They did the little boy turkey named Art... choke
and then served his dead body with artichokes.

The sun with light umber
touches vined cucumber
The more he tickles
the more there are pickles.

The sun with light umber
touches vined cucumber
The more he tickles
the more there are pickles.