can’t be where we have want 1/11/20

we can’t be where we have want to be

by having the justice of questions and answers.

it can’t be the lead-in of knowing as the driver.

feel has had to come to language on its own,

emotions, always pervasive 

without the words to justify.

common mind is declared more by shared presence.

true motivation comes with soul.

the heart of recognition always has spirit and respect.

they, heart by emotions and mind

both of being, declare in each person as one.

there is then a greater sense than a whole.

oneness sees of itself in everyone.

blessed is the nature of movement and address.

there is nothing external about what has to come.

selflessness embraces the all of the surround as one.

oneness is channeled through everyone's ongoing.

it is not of the mind to be regarded as the present.

everyone is the living-feel generatively

as many chords across all the octaves brought to light.

there is not residence in this coming

but only presence in the being.

for this, share is not a term of usage,

for there is no declaration 

to express separateness as fundamental.

the mystery of diversion is resolved.

everyone is seen through everyone else.

oneness is the unrealized birthstone until now.

time only has a reverence for this outpour as the flow.

there is no cure for the past and its limitations.

we can’t be where we want to be

by time references as if past, present and future.

that riddle has ceased to be relevant in this now,

for there is no audience in anyone to the present.

there is no measure to love as if objectified.

comparative truth has atrophied by the lack of need.

even need is not a current frame of mind.

channeling a higher sense of being has occupancy.

there is no position taken other than fulfillment expressed.

we can’t be by a where-definition existence.

we can’t want as if lack has any occupancy.

and the future has no forwarding 

driven from the longings of the past

as defined by appraisal and confirmation.

there is no self of isolation that remains.

the great concept of oneness lives in aliveness.

that concept, of it-self, has served its purpose

and is no more. 

there is no more swim but ocean of itself.

there is no more flight by sky of itself.

everyone is of one breath grandly taken,

one heartbeat beyond distinction.

love has no face to face as if meeting. 

where you tingle and writhe, others are also there.

for there has no solo sigh nor single tear of joy.

no one is ever the alone-story any more.

the universe is not out there

but fully exists

through the oneness of you leaving you . . .