Trust
larry goodell
a duende piece 2013
a poem from Notebook 54 Šlarry goodell 2013 larry goodell po box 571 placitas, new mexico 87043 larrygood@comcast.net
Trust
Elohim! Rapture! Names of angels. Benevolent protectorate. Authority of sky. Pronounced earth. Many under the wing. Many wings under the eye. 1
Eye of all of inward and outward. Under wing. Winged. Wind blown. Double touched touched touched. Touch is love, love touched, held Embraced face. Faced. Everything held in tolerance and love. What is that? What is anything. I stand at the center of the universe. 2
I disappear. I don’t stand. The center dislocates. Something greater enters. There is no universe. There is no there. Here disappears. At last. Something lasts. The glad. Euphoric dust. Real heart. 3
Just following to conclusion. Give all, give freely, give over. Give up. Give up trying. Don’t. Of. White. Every curve. In the middle of everything rainbow explosion. Earth as it was. Mist. Early cold fog. Snow. Music that breaks ground. 4
Friendship grows unannounced. Trust characterizes the earth. The true protectorate. Earth of itself For us earthlings here. Too many of us. Eat us Earth. We who love each other into the foundation of a new life. Nude. 5
No, beautifully trusted. New gain coming. Speak. Honest, is as is. Pleased as is. From being able to believe what we say to each other. Believe and act on. Friend befriends friendship. Love pierces through. What is that. 6
Pierced to the heart and through. Brain scintillating with each beat. Reached. Tears, I couldn’t control. You too. We have it. It grows. Yes great. As small as nothing. As little as what little I do. Do we appreciate. Am I more than I. 7
Can I truly realize anything of life. See it hear it no, only. We grow. I grow to accept you actually care. You said it. You do it. I do it. We are more than ourselves. Truth is the structure. It finally hits. My heart is the same as yours. Yes we meet frequently together 8
and get together after and call and do things and help and give help and fierce hard rupturing strength bends dissolves into power. Power of the greatest hand of the unknown shakes mine. We grab each other. 9
Against all odds love wins the game. Sober intellectual physical functioning feels. Works through growth doing something to care. Doing something to care for. Caring for ailing Earth is each other. As we are coming, changing together. I only see what little speaks as I give over to gratitude. 10
What does it say? Joy in it. Join in it. Steps to living. Living what. Higher in the lower. Lower come to get better. One day. One day. This day. Something flies over. 11
The Earth and its Moon in the stream of stars. We are in the stream of stars. Ever flowing. Grab me while you can. My hand is yours. Dancing in just our looks, our love of each other. It took a lot of time and misery and working through And ups and downs in every direction for us to get here, where we’re just starting. 12
Heal our Earth by us being true. I can’t get over how much I love you new through all the adventures, friends, love. Or can. Do. I take it. I need it. It works. Work me! I’ll call more often. Night will turn into dawn. 13
But I’m not there yet. But I’m curious, on the way. On the way, is the way. In everything I am. I am here. Wowed. Truth is the nature of the universe. If you can see me and I can see you. I can see you and you in my mind. 14
Night is dawn is day is on and now simply a song. On my knees spring remembered where summer called I got born and then again born. Just now I am still young. Please take this as a gift and 15
forgive my ego. I’m not trying, I’m just listening. Truly. Please tell me about it. We have in common everything you say. That’s why tears come to my eyes. Thank you. Streams of universes in the night. 16
Night sky. We have work to do and yet we do try. By simply doing. Taking action. Finally. I can believe what I hear. And we can. Be whirled into now. It works. Energy comes with the territory. 17
Be grateful. Another day, can you believe it? Can I? Ho! We end this by going out together. Good night. True trust. True trust. 18
larry goodell / placitas, new mexico november 8, 2000
a duende piece 2013 a poem in Notebook 54 from The Light No Stars Are Made Of, poems of 2000 see http://about.me/larrygoodell for various works
(page from NB) front and back covers from this notebook are spray painted and painted. it's Japanese bound papers from my dad’s leftover New Mexico State Senate stationary.