I Can Feel You Here – Moments in Perfection

It is been in the most mundane of moments –
When something switches on in my brain of its own accord.
Like a wire was crossed before, but now it is not.
Immediately, the air around me seems to come alive – electric.

As I trace the sponge across the next dish,
I suddenly feel every movement like a dance.
Every twitch and contraction of every muscle –
every motion feels perfectly choreographed.

If sweetness could be felt through sense of touch, I’ve suddenly felt it.
My skin feels a strange buzz, as if I just took a caffeine shot.

My mind and heart suddenly open with a strange knowing –
perhaps a remembering of something long forgotten yet always near.
Every concern is all at once released with a smile –
as I remember my purpose, which exists in every moment.
It is a deep smile – a full smile – a smile I forgot I had.

Suddenly, I feel every object I lay eyes on –
like an energy line runs between us.

I can feel the love genius at the core of everyone and everything.
Anyone who comes to mind appears as a higher self.
“I can feel you here,” I whisper to God, friends, my lover, and life itself –
“I can feel you.”

The veil slips away, and I connect to the real beings that were always there.

The breath rushes out of my lungs and my eyes widen in astonishment –
as an energy wave rushes over me and elevates my every sense.
It is in this moment that I know you have heard me.

You – reading this, you writing this –
Even you holding a space for this to exist.
I can feel you.

It is in this moment, that I know I’m standing in the middle of perfection.
I know I am a unique perfection brushing up against perfection.
I always have been.
I know you are here, and you are perfection too.

Tears gather at the corner of my eyes –
even as a soothingly cool angelic hand seems to graze my face.
I can feel the power of love’s energy reverberating in every atom –
Inescapable. It vibrates in all things..

This is a strange, hidden power.
I am in you, and you are in me.
I can feel you.

Somehow, being this close and feeling the depth of your beauty –
it makes me long all the more to dive further into you.
Somehow, the closer I get, the more I remember your infinity.
Must that mean I truly forgot you?
What is this strange trick?

Is it possible that I miss you –
even as I am already falling into you?

Nothing can stop this dive.
I don’t want to stop it.
Must love be my deep fate?

So be it.

I can feel you in all things.

Om Shanti

Thank you.

– Austin

The Picture Will Remind Me of You

A Poem written to my beautiful wife, Haley – to the tune of this song:

My soul is tied up in yours in this moment.
Every drop of my emotion is fused to the gentle touch of your love.

The deeper I gaze into the eyes of love,
the more she gazes back and through my every cell.

When I imagine the infinity of experiences ahead of me on this eternal path –
the faces, people, loves had, and loves lost,
I can’t help but notice –
The fingers of my heart clinging to yours through all eternity.

If we should continue forward into infinity,
and if all the world should bend and morph into an endless array of new things,
I shall keep this one selfish, familiar thing for me –

In the depth of my spirit,
I will carry the snapshot and picture of our love in this transcendent moment.

I will carry it forward.

So that all faces and experiences that follow –
all loves had and loves lost –
All shall feel a hidden and secret familiarity.

In the face of every love, I will see the twinkle of your gentle soul.

I will afford myself this selfishness –
I will allow this picture of our souls entwined to continue on.
It shall remain unchanged – you shall remain unchanged.

I will keep this picture.
I will bring you with me,
to be with me for all ages, all lives past and present-
forever.

The picture kept will remind me.

Our love shall live on through all other hearts –
through all other moments.

In this way, I will never forget you.
All of existence will feel the ice and fire of my love for you.
All of existence will be my reminder – my perfect photograph.

In this way,
all of existence will feel and be our home.

I love you, Haley Monster.

Austin Sign

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