If You Were To Awaken Poem by Eric Micha'el Leventhal

If you were to awaken,
one fine aeon,
within the garden of Infinity,
would you not naturally desire to know
the sole delight denied to your awareness?

We have arrived here in this place of places
to taste the infinite fecundity
erupting at the edge of Self and Other,
as much as we have come to recollect
all that we are, and let go into oneness.

For oneness and relationship are but
the in-breath and the out-breath of the All.

So do not hate or fear your fear too much,
for were it not for this unwanted gift,
you would remain unbounded and untouched.

And know that fear, too, is a form of love...

For even as we flee, fight, curse, condemn,
and cast spells of Not-I upon the world,
we do so out of unremitting love
for that with which we do identify.

And though we steal, conceal, and re-reveal
this underlying secret to ourselves,
still secretly we long to be discovered,
unmasked for who and what we were and are,
and loved for all we have
and have not done.