Yod-Hey-Vav-Hey Mystic

So now it is made plain and clear so that even a fool can run with it.

Yod.

Forge the method. Now.
It’s a technique not given
I didn’t delay,
Of spirit’s own fruit – I eat.


Do the task at hand. Perfect.
but rather received –
I ran to you night and day –
‘I am full,’ I share.


Keep your words. Gentle.
to gather wisdom from leaves.
what else can I say?
Make the two into just One.


Watch the allies come
Pen your thoughts with a rich ink,
Who is out there, who?
Sovereign is our God: YaH-WaH.


when you turn to love for all:
perhaps words will cleanse –
Who is in here, yes, and who?
He is the Breath’s Breath.


They drink from the Lake.
Mirror of Inspiration.
Who is the Only?!
**Be still and know: “I AM GOD.”**


It’s not uncommon,
Let –_the truth_ be your first guide,
I sigh with solace:The Self is Shining.


it’s left unspoken for most:
then turn to Spirit.
**I can sleep at the trees’ feet;
**It is the Way, Truth, and Light;**



**The Source is the Heart.**
**The Kingdom is within you!**
I can drink the dew.**
and knows: “I AM THAT.”



Turn to the Supreme:
Beautiful Action,
I can find a place:
and know: “I AM THAT.”


let your pure desire be known –
coming from purest kindness.
* Where there are fruit trees around. . .
This is how we feed the sheep,



joyous life for all.
Perfect as the first.
I can eat the leaves. *


Let beings be filled
A verse in time is worth nine.
If there is a doubt about God,
playing the love-flute –



with countless ranges of joy –
A verb is nineteen.
Go into Nature.


then let them find peace.
Sincere as the rising Sun.
There you will see the Maker.
“all this you shall do and more!”