The source of Ganga is Gaumukh.
The “heart” stone is from Gaumukh and the “head” stone is from Kailash.
Here they are united.
Very Great Love
With soaring delight I discover
that love is more than I thought.
I cherish you more than I realized.
Pure love reaches past comparisons.
This power outstrips all notions of love
and our visions for what love ought to be.
A ferocious impetus is driving us forward
and we are passengers in the back seat,
wondering where this madness leads.
Indeed, great love carries us beyond
the false sanity of thinking it is love
that is crazy, love that is outlandish.
Oh, the world in which a lack of love
is allowed, embraced, and enshrined
cannot hold even a milligram of Truth!
But this real venture is very great love.
This love dispels the cyclical delusion
of samsara throughout the entirety
of manifest and unseen existence.
The wheels that we are rolling on
are sending prayers of liberation
into every corner of the universe.
The convergence of our twin souls
resolves the dilemma of separation,
the koan of distance and dividedness,
the dream of degeneration and death.
This love of ours dispatches suffering,
sweeps up the dust of forgetfulness,
and empties the bins of ignorance.
Our connection draws the mystics
into whirlpools of ecstatic knowing.
The possibility inherent in this union
is recognized by rivers and mountains,
by sages who see the markers and signs.
The birds and trees bless our togetherness.
Who are we to decline the invitations of God?
Whether we choose to accept this mission,
or defer until yet another time and place,
this work is certain to be accomplished.
I, for one, shall wait no longer for love.
So let the chauffeur drive us onwards.
Let the open road take us where it will.
Let us receive Infinity within our bodies.
Let us engage in high devotion to the One,
to the Source and the force that fuels the Sun,
to this calling and this covenant of very great love.
This poem is part of a collection titled The Longing of God for God.
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