Where Shall Your Temple Be?

At your feet.
Your body is the temple.
When you recognize that your body is the temple
All forms begin to express themselves around you as the temple.
Become devoted to the grass
Become devoted to the hair on your lover's head.
Become devoted to a single breath.
The temple is not so far away.
Breathe, the wind of time
Is the sound of your breath

We are not here to please our senses.
Our senses are here to show us the God-head
Residing in our hearts.
Once your heart is saturated with this light,
The world of the sense dies away
And there is only drinking the living water
Bathing in this ethereal water.
Then the sensory world becomes like a dream,
It is not full of pleasure or pain. It is only a reflection
On the surface of the water.

This is why, when you lay down on the grass, you lay down
On the breast of God.
And when you drink from a stream,
You drink the milk from Her breast.
This is why, when you look into the eyes of another
Created one, you can see eternity.

Child, the earth is the Lord's, and what are you
But an echo, a burst of light.
Yet, deep in the heart of even the smallest
of creation, there I am, fully, without reservation.
So breathe my breath,
Drink my wine. Love everyone and everything
in the same manner. For this is how I love.
Fully, without reservation, I cherish you.