Let me tell you something of great importance

Let me tell you something of great importance…
keep your koans secret.
there is nothing worse than a secret made un-secret to the unworthy than an uninformed man, than a can of simple tones elicited from the clan. Y`uh. Say how you want, resort to the swan, come fro and to until your eyes melt like dawn, come on, come on, there’s all you want, and we can run to shadowy beaches!
My, my, my mind reaches to cyclop-visions of dramatic breaches in the Identity of that which teaches. Sages who know, know the truth is the guru, if you claim to be God though, His angels come to school you, cause I knew you, and then I knew not – you couldn’t hear me, though within earshot; here’s the reminder, for all you forget-me-knots: Love one another, the command is nigh tops; but there is one more that is just out of reach, takin’ you beyond all shadows of beach,
that is the one which bespeaks of the Lord,
the One and Only, the Four Letter Word!
God Supreme, in All Resplendent Glory:
Unto Y.eeH.aaoW.aaH. always cometh victory!
S.e.l.a.h.: Sudden enlightenment, latent, at hand.
Here’s to the one with the mark on the thigh,
here’s to the one who’s robe’s been dipped in blood,
here’s the one who’s always nigh,
here’s the one who brings on the flood.
To the one who surely understands,
reveal to me the power of thy mystery.
To the one who never comprehends:
May your heart open completely!
This is a book, but how are the waves,
splashing ‘gainst the shore of infinity,
wait for me after your rants and your raves,
sit with me on the edge of eternity.
Come one and come all,
and come together twain!
May the servant learn the call:
I write not in vain, nor to entertain.
Walk the solo,
learn like butterfly,
where do we go,
when the trees cry?
Wisp of wisdom,
whispering to thee,
what shalt thou do?
Learn how to see.
Where is the courtyard; how does one approach?
It is found in the rose-bed of the heart.
And what is the path taken by those who have found the perfect rose?
It is that of ever-present harmony, exhuberant attention and rapt intensity.

Hear and listen. This is instruction.
These are the schemes of rhyme.
Bear and glisten, an introduction:
guided by a goodly theme.
What is that which you call your Self?
How shall you know its qualities?
Will you inquire by the means of the Self?
Can you, can you?

I have a lot.
Totally.
To tell you…
God be with you.

I have a lot to give for,
live for, be praiseful and thankful and
never grow dim for…

I can’t take this ego on,
it’s far too strong,
built like King Kong,
armed to the battalion!
Yet, I give and then ease comes,
forces of evil left undone,
eyes upon the resurrections
of inflections left as precepts for
holy minions!
this is the life of truth on the vibe of youth
with the nice old tunes,
this is the contrite of sooth and the night
of tooth and tear is here soon.
This is the wandering mind’s pen who’s defined by the blend of men’s minds upon the reflections of scribes and then the rhythm of time played out and arrayed out amongst those who’ve strayed out to seek they’re own way out of greed –
so follow now, if you would like to lead:
feed the children of the light with naught from what you read, let it be pure poetic, inspired dialation, let the spirit move your lips as your lips flow freely, all you are is all you are so feel free to be me, and me is the one original spirit that let’s go into the sound of infinity echoing on your palatte.
..Come on, you know you hear it, those voices come clamoring, and when they fill you, you know your left stammering, but the real you, is the see-thru, and the view here is a fine view…and now behold your reaction as I see you, and your dreams come true for a moment, but then distraction comes and the seed’s gone, who stole it/ the course of the world is the corpse of the world is the dissolution of the connection with pain/ the curse of the world is the verse that’s here twirled, and the resolution is to never fain.

Here we go into the drunken states,
here we are at the blank star-pulsates.
come and then go. now and before.
one and we were. now and ever.
forsake your thoughts of death,
and remember ignorance,
and you will see the truth,
and you will be the truth.
For this is the price I pay,
to be a destiny,
and I open up a single palm towards you,
and all I’ve left to say:

Peace,
Peace,
Peace,
be within you,
peace be within you and all around you.

Meet and greet,
seat and eat,
wash your feet,
dig for beets.

Come for free,
eat with me,
we can be,
filled with glee.

I’ve got more,
abundance galore,
here’s what’s in store:
cadence of valor.

This is not a child’s book, nor could it be.
This is the rhyme which the builder’s mistook,
Lost as they were in their quest to be free.
When the juice is spent, then where will you look?
I always knew it would come down to this:
in fact I told you so a hundred times,
this is not the first but the last, my bliss:
Oh swan, these words are so much more than rhymes.
Take a facet and bring pure, pure, bright light,
then with understanding cause the salt flow,
Ours is for mercy while Thine is for Might:
Find the source of light and forever glow!
There is a Name that I wish I could share:
But its width is just the breath of a hair!