Dance With Me, Dakini
“Who are you who lets me see
who you are and who you are to me?
Who am I? Who do you see
when you look deep and clear
and straight through me?
How do you so softly hold my dreams
in your reality?
How can it be, when you’re with me,
I live and love and dance so free?
Dance with me, dakini, test my tiptoes on the edge.
Fly or fall, our hearts and souls are forever wed.
Shine eternal light on these delights of bed and bread
that pass in sweet rememberings and poems left unsaid.”
Stephen A. Brunette
Imagine, a dakini told me,
my words are meaningless.
She speaks a burning truth.
That which means everything to me, is nothing.
No more real than a dream; as real as that.
Aching pain; but a dream, as real as that.
Killing me; thank god but a dream, as real as that.
Nothing left, is anything real.
Burning it up, Dakini will kill the worried you,
And the truly tempered You will love her for it.