The Field Of Love

The realm of human experience integrates with the realm of love - enfolding & unfolding consciousness. Are we just things in space or could we be places of transformation? What is love?- Is it this or is it that? Or is it both this, & that or is it neither? Then love is fulfillment of what? Life is beginning of what? Death is an ending of what? Do you notice them mingling with each other? This poem is the invitation to enter a field of consciousness, a worldview, a field of healing & love.

Transcript

I love you.

I've arrived at the Field of Love.

Where the mystery unmasks,

Doubt disrupts,

Trust prevails,

There is no veil.

The hidden is revealed,

Difficulty and ease.

What is life?

A playground of infinite possibilities.

No wrong or right,

No opinions or strife.

All is sacred,

Nothing divides.

No looking or seeking,

Within or beyond.

No coming or going,

Unknown and knowing.

No shame or pride,

No triumphs or trials.

No words can describe.

I've arrived at the Field of Love.

In this place of love,

Famished and content,

Injured and healed,

Strong and weak,

Intellect and ignorant,

Loved and abandoned,

Beautiful and ugly,

Awakened and asleep,

Found and lost,

Faultless and flawed.

All become one,

All is one.

For this love to be complete,

I cannot discard or leave,

For the two opposing sides will always be perceived.

How can I love the fullness and unlove the void in me,

Accept happiness and resist sadness?

Light and darkness,

Life and death,

Body and soul,

All are my friends,

None my foe.

All is contained,

My love is whole.

Here the silence speaks,

Emptiness is peace.

No haste,

No hurry,

I breathe slowly,

Deeply.

I've arrived at the Field of Love.

I see a child,

Age of three,

In wild mustard flowers,

The one who is free.

No questions,

Just answers.

Am I good enough?

Am I worthy of your love?

All is certain,

Here in this field,

I become love.

I am love.

Silent strength speaks from our beings,

Suffused in warm golden light,

The child and me.

We look at the blue sky above,

Both of us are free.

There is no other way to be,

That's how I know,

The way it feels.

I am everything in my nothingness.

From here,

I let everything go,

From here,

I let life unfold.

What is pulsating to birth will naturally unearth,

Old stories,

New horizons,

Cool shade or torrid heat becoming,

Unbecoming,

Blooming or withering,

Rising or falling,

Shifting or stillness.

I am surrendering.

I am surrendering,

No lacking,

No needing,

No asking,

Just breathing.

I've arrived at the field of love.

I'll be there.

Reviews

I am love,in the field, surrendering.
This was amazing, your way with words is magical.
Namaste 🙏

Just what I needed, thank you 🙏🏽🌟💖🌟🙏🏽

Thank you... I m impress with your poetry!! Can I share it? This is amazingly sweet, powerful... it goes to my soul, heart, mind.. my soul travels while I listen your voice!!! Your tone transport me to a field of peace, harmony, pure loveeee....

it reminds a though, why the sun and planets hang up?? Because they love each other...

The moon and the earth are closed because or the purity of love one another feel..

Thank you again Syra... you inspire me to love all and everything...

God bless us all...

Much love to you!!!

Phenomenal as always Syra :)
Truly a gift to share this space with you :)
Have an amazing 2021 filled with happiness, joy, positivity and light :).
Each year has so many challenges and opportunities to grow, we must embrace it all :)