My Address…

is your heart  
where I was born  
into being  
 
a lowly peasant  
granted with Seeing  
 
My passport  
held in the treasury  
of your eyes  
confounds every boundary  
subverting all law
into thirsting rivers
oceans now pour  
stars from their moorings  
become unshored  
 
If they come inquiring  
tell them seek!
where mud is stirred  
from its nighttime sleep  
 
and my soul resurrects
from its slumbering deep  
awakened to life
on the mead of your love  
 
Find me intoxicated  
‘neath your lids
above the line  
where our mouths
consort
joining Heaven to earth
vowing Time a fraud
 
My madness  
has made me Divine
into fire
have I flown
the circle has been drawn  
I Am that I Am
no beginning no end  
I found Eternity  
on the throne  
in the kingdom  
of your heart