There Is No Other

There is no other
love
like this love
there is no
other love
to love as much
as this love

I have searched for
YOU
high and low
near and far

Where o where
have you been
hiding Yourself?

Why would you
keep Yourself from
me
all this time....these
days of angsty separation
twittering
frittering
wasting these
precious breaths
on grasping at emptiness
for fullness
reaching through ghosts
for a solid hand to
lift me up

You
You have always been
right here

You have always been singing
in my exhalations
dancing in my
inhalations
daring to intoxicate me with
Your LOVE.

Where can I look
What can I touch
that isn't saturated with
Your fragrance?

Where can I step that isn't
Your Holy Shrine?

Where can I sleep that isn't
Your Temple?

Whom can I touch that isn't
Your Body?

Oh LOVE
Burst the dams of my Heart
Flood the veins of my body
Burn down the walls my imagination
with the fire of Your Love.

There is no other
love
like this love
there is no
other love
to love as much
as this love

Scott Patrick Schwenk 5/20/09

This Holy Birth

This Holy Birth

I don't know why
I thought it was
only You
that could be born
in such a way

And when the
reflections of
all the mirrors
showed me
this original face
all I could do was
look away...

'oh no not me,
not now,
and certainly not
as I am.'

I'll search
struggle
strive
and never be quite
there
by the way
where exactly
is the Island of There?

Letting go
all this fiction
and dancing without joy
eating without nourishment
sleeping without rest

I turn
to the mirror
once again
to see.

Yes.
Just this.
this Holy Birth
in every breath.

I lost myself in reflections
until I saw the reflections
were all me.

Scott Patrick Schwenk 5/13/09