Putting on The Gown (brief Essay)
by Tim Kavi
often mentioned in my poetry along with themes about goddesses and the Goddess are phrases about the gowns of a goddess. Putting on the gown, or putting on the robe, to me, means getting in touch with our spiritual histories, our inner natures, learning from archetypes in history, and/or preparing for the mystical path or embarking on a spiritual quest. It is preparing for the path to the highest place of the Holy. And it is found in and on the very day where putting on beautiful raiment, doesn't mean just fabric, but adorning ourselves with truth and authenticity that reflect our inner natures, even if it is a (figurative or symbolic) humble monk's robe, or the goddess gowns of myth, we are adorning ourselves in the practicality and beauty of all that is more deeply beautiful and sacred. For, as we turn to the everyday centeredness of our journeying souls...it isn't what we physically wear, but what we spiritually wear, and how we treat each other that lights the path we endeavor. And when I say, the goddess gown is flapping in the wind, I am not only saying we have beautiful natures, but we are also allowing ourselves in compassion, to show those natures to a darkened world. It is a serious putting on of something sacred that isn't just physical.~~TK
Only What We Know
by Tim Kavi
there is only
what we know
what we try to know
and what
we strive to know
in the end
it may be only
what we want
to know
but acceptance
of what one is
where one is
and how to move forward
in circling ramparts
we hide and do battle
with ghosts and regrets
yet one never forgets
the lessons of the past
while trying to escape them
where only such tortured souls
can finally sing
of resistance
the path of the mystic I reckon
longed for meaning
that leads to meeting
that which was unknown
and is totally
responding to freedom's beckon
made new
I am the poet undone
and finding himself again
breathing of my existence
I vow not to run
but to climb the mountain
of radical acceptance
I am finally made whole again
singing songs to you
and loving you again.
Living Spaces
by Tim Kavi
the space between the grains in the universe
was empty, because I hadn't seen you yet
your memories filled the spaces
for your love was behind all that existed
For YOU are the woman with a being, so alive
a woman majestic and blessed
touched by the gentility of your culture
to love and care for others
to shine your cosmic light
into the heart of a loving family
we are forever in your debt
your hard work
your dedication
is the foundation for a beautiful house
filled with the rooms of our love!
in the gardens
your goddess gown
is a path to the breeze of the Holy
and your kisses
are the campfire at night!
Gaia's Heart (new poem)
by Tim Kavi
there was the burning path
crackling in the wind
as I traveled up the mountain
to the shrine of your love
would your love save me
and the rest of us
in this burning world?
awaken, you said with a wink
as your gown flapped in the wind
it is almost too late, humans
your goddess said
Gaia shook with tears as they rolled down her cheeks
Her eyes were darting to and fro
for a friendly face
but there, the world had forgotten
your saving grace
it was almost too late
with urgency and haste
She speaks the message
save the planet
off-worlders may be too late
will Gaia act quickly?
to rebound, and save her living face?
silly humans
she said
as the Earth ripped open and bled
her heart was beating now
but not for long
in your reliance on me
YOU forgot that this was your own undoing
your swan song
change, redeem, reverse
don't just trust engineering
correct your poisonous ways
before it's too late!
