Touch

Touch

Michelangelo’s hand reaches out to God, God’s hand reaches back
In a moment there is contact
What does God feel?
Exactly what I do when I touch you.

Touch affirms reality with the experience of sensation,
Neither to be clinged to nor rejected
Life’s intent is to be accepted
Happiness shared with the contact of Love
Can you feel it?
The air in your lungs, the fibers against your skin
The image of a smiling Buddha sitting with a grin
There connected between neurons, felt with a thought without sin
I hold on to it.
Then let it go.
So that my hands are free to help you feel your glow.
I am an eye through which Light shines through
Until it touches you
and then two becomes One
with the union of earth and sun.

Michelangelo’s hand reaches out to God, God’s hand reaches back.
In a moment there is contact.
What does God feel?
Exactly what I do when I touch you.

What one does not see and feel can be said to be unreal.
When we touch we feel.
The more we touch, the more we feel.
The more we feel, the more our awareness will reveal.
Then the unreal, will be uncovered from the veil
Of our ignorance, our suffering.
So touch this moment
From the heart to the heart
Breathing, Eachother, this World

Michelangelo’s hand reaches out to God, God’s hand reaches back.
In a moment there is contact.
What does God feel?
Exactly what I do when I touch you.

October 2006

Dedicated to Thick Nhat Hanh
Inspired from his line in Understanding Our Mind "touch this moment "