December 19, 2010 | 5:07 am

Flame

Posted by Emily Stern

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Joyous friend, joyous ocean,
all the world can hear you.
All the beings on this planet all the worlds of this world
finger puppets, dinner guests, dancing questions
dismal breaths, timely pressure, turquoise tests,
tambourines, and time.
I trust that you already know,
all that you already know,
all the beings on this planet, all the worlds of this world
take me to the depths of this earth, and meet your heavenly fathers sitting in gowns they wear to the balls when they dress as their mothers, going nowhere, knowing nothing, being all they are.
Teach me how to move
when space has settled like the snow
where all there is is You.
And too many hands grapple for a taste of desire, I am burning with the ember of the forest in the flame. And all I know is bounty in the nothingness without me you are brother you are lover you are father you are shame, you are oneness you are essence you are sacred you are lessons you have taught me of tomorrow where no yesterdays remain.
And when our magic fails us, as magic always fails us, know I’m a child of the womb Which means we bridge the sun at noon, high above the purple hues, I have known your love. and she has burned me on the chest, she brands me with a kiss and says, “this is a joke, this is a gift: the life you’re meant to live.”

December 14, 2010 | 1:45 am

The Gates

Posted by Emily Stern

what would it be?

What would it be like?

am i the one holding myself?
who says this? who wants that?

under the gates, the plants are growing,

A timeless way to go about going,
a sure to be taste of reaping and sowing.

the One is holding itself.

I am where I am, what couldn’t this be…..?

all i know is under the surface, i’m magic and i am on my soul’s journey.
Holding myself like i’m the one,
the one You are.

 

What would it be?
what could it be like To Open to You,
as if the Gates were Mine?

 

What could it be?
what could it be like To Release this Love?

 

-by emily stern in endless and unrequited love x

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November 14, 2010 | 6:45 am

Not Around

Posted by Emily Stern

Written in 2007.
This is a level of consciousness with which I am no longer engaged, at the moment,  Thank Gd. I wonder if others are. Please have faith, if you are.

Not Around

The Universe Is keeping me passive
by forcing me to forget before I forgive.

They are plucking roses from the ground at
the first sign that they live.

My sister is starving
and they’re saying it’s sexy

The boy with the visor walks by and
I’m wondering if his parents are proud of
what he does when they’re not around of
what they don’t see him do.

That he isn’t like me
sucking up to the people in power

That he isn’t like me
keeping himself from breathing

keeping herself from bleeding
around those who struggle from having
fallen down. Relieved when they
are not around.

Afraid of becoming all the pain that i see.
Afraid that they are me.

 

 

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August 6, 2010 | 12:44 am

THE OTHER DAY

Posted by Emily Stern

Going

This praying for love is not separate.
    Love does not pick me out from the crowd

and raise me up, but allow

me to grow, beautifully
grow.

Life

her very own forest
    alive in the growing of her holy abode.

Some words like Holy seem redundant
    when speaking about light below the earth

gifted and re-given again
now totally whole to the person who gives
    in peace to the One.

To make an offering is one special piece.

I’m going to Israel. The same as belief.

I’m going to Israel.

This is the same laughter that works through The Buddha but not as his face.

You were my father, an excited sequiter-

    She raises me up. She told me I’d know where and when she had come.

It’s made as it needs to-
    I’m home here already-   

and there are still
  feet to walk in this way

in my heart there are legs
    in my arms there are

Just when I feel here
    I’m “will I lose it?”

“what happened to you?”
    says the angel who loves me.

Because I lived in my knowing.

And why would I want to hold on to something? To hold on to nothing?

Now is enough. Is it not? Isn’t it?

And, yes, from enough we can make a lot more.
    You are so endless. You can heal a whole world.

And my eyes turn to light.
    And I watch the stars inside my head.
I told him the place that I live in when entering his touch.

He tried- There’s no need to understand
    by distance- there’s no such thing as a distant land.

-The Other Day by Emily Stern

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July 7, 2010 | 11:56 pm

Jacob’s Love

Posted by Emily Stern

I am so in love with you.
I have never known love like this.
wanting for what I already have.
yearning for that which I am.
So wanting to be within myself
to know myself
to be(come) myself.
that to expend the energy to give myself something, anything, a gift
Or to take the moment to impress you with words of praise
Or to take the time to pick up the dreary pen to write this love letter
Even to breathe
Pains me, as it calls my attention away
From the pure moment

Of love

Love.
So in love
That the “in” is redundant
And swims above the surface of the truth
Of this

love.

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July 7, 2010 | 10:41 pm

Ego

Posted by Emily Stern

My ego you have crafted
Hand carved
With weavings so delicate and perfect
Written With a pen so fine
Of infinite moments in time
Of conversations
Mixed with tinted temperment
Painted with the science
Of astrology, chronology
And biology
So perfect is each moment
That I can only bless myself
As your chariot
A container of dreams
And cosmic science experiments
Loving you
Wishing for you
As only “I” can.

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June 29, 2010 | 12:26 am

A DROP OF WATER

Posted by Emily Stern

SHIVA ASAR B’TAMUZ

everything that I possess never had an opposite.

let me see blindness
settled on the darkness
timeless on the face of the deep. to waters who cover temples endless
the water has home. home,

my life is just earth
my soul has yet to agree
and say
because no
no no no no

the know is knowing
we are pray-ers and
that in the face of you, i am me
& friend, perfection may include

Let me love you as my neighbor
where only home betweens us. in the truest send me to There
is this field of the abyss, the end already happened. it’s all over.
covered. openly spoken by miriam. and spoken open. fire.

does it matter that Gd is the only player
and yet i play apart in your own terms, sages
sing Not am I

enlightening time awake at the watching
root of interception. i mention wanting
“what does this remind you of?”
it could be true That I love.

dust and stars to come of us. breathe. in the day
of this time
I sea. return that i may hear
enough to answer before asking
plea, be true. even to calf the kingdom,
just as she has commanded.
face of the deep, be
enlivened. be not afraid of
the size of this shape
there is always something bigger….

Give my heart the stamina to open in the face

The hand of the cloud
The hand of the cloud
The hand of the cloud
The roots of the tree
Down in the face of the design of man a cattle a book and butterfly’s hand that lives in the light of the woman and man and is offering of the trees. The cattle and all the lives in side the snake of the stem and the seed of the vine the end of the near and the farthest leaf hearing songs in the spoken moment dreams far off in the earth that wove them rose to the top to find the way
To walk in the vine of the name. If I’m to come will you spoke me upon trunks of dust and i touched the rotten tree with my palms and light grew. and the flow does not have to be touched to swell and rise from the wells between us: a garden. the kind of creature that can fill the love beneath her. the garden of the teacher. and here’s a breath for the earth when the earth starts to rise, and give way to human life.
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June 28, 2010 | 9:26 am

Forever Now

Posted by Emily Stern

I want to dwell in your forever,
forever.
forever,
for now
is your forever.

For Jamie and Nico

 

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