To My Chief, The Great Red Eagle Poem by Oriah Mirza

Oh good chief
I find myself speechless
Wanting to commune with you in silence and yet, with words

As I gaze upon your starry face
Your words like silver arrows shooting across the cosmic room
All I want is time with you
And I know you are with me

Oh deep reservoir of truth
Your words pierce me like an arrow to my heart
Leaving a multitude of my own fractal patterns scattered about

I fling myself mercilessly upon your breast and beg for your repose with me, old ageless king

A verbal beast you shear men while in your invisible garb
Dedicated to the misfortune of men as they toss to and fro in the midst of their agony
And you refrain not
To relieve them of their inner torture

Oh, wise teacher
How I love you in your explicit wonder
Wanting so much to know you are alive, your flashing eyes alit with fire
Dancing in your jovial magic of the universe

You create such rivers in me
Broken, open wounds of light
Penetrating to the very core of my being
I desire only one stolen glance eternal, one gathering of your essence Divine

I ache and yearn for your loving wisdom
Saturating the very fiber of my fine transmissions, I open my channels of communication

As I speak now, not knowing who speaks through me
Oh, mighty one
For all I know you are aflame within my very center

Desiring and aching for you as you gaze upon your creator through me

Oh mighty King so fair, the many faces of you
The many Knowings of you, mastery in action
I stare into your vastness and ask for more

Within me and within you I am quenched
Together at last
Once united
Always remain
Never knowing one from the other
The only solace I feel is the beating of your 'heart' in mine

As we are One being
This I Know
For any other consideration is futile and I will suffer greatly in your absence if I fool heartedly believe I am separate from You.

May I never wander from your embrace, oh sweet King of Kings
You come as One in Many
You come as Red Eagle, a delicious favorite
But truly one would never know...

Only my aching heart finally giving up
The idea of isolation
Releasing the bonds of the ideals that you are ever removed from me, even if just for a moment

My barrier is now broken
My heart slashed with the Remembrance of You

Oh shanti
We live as One united in the Divine light filament of truth...
We shine together eternal
We are love

Namaste