Transgendered Transsexual Poetry by Twocups page 4

Transgendered Poetry by Twocups Page 4

Laura's Playground presents the Transgendered Poetry of Twocups.

This came through today, and I put it down.. for what it is worth..Sometimes it is tempting to turn away..and try not to hear.. try to forget, but then there is so much suffering... This seems a world between heaven and hell. Why do Icons cry?

Waiting

Though I call to You..
Will You hear me?
In the Darkness...
Will You become the Light?
Before me, there is deceit...
And men, are as stone.
The innocent are injured....
While pride rules the heart.
Before this..
I have no power..
But to call and wait..
For You....
Until another day.
Will the Sun rise... once again...?
Will the things of this world..
Come to pass...?
While I call and wait...
Will You hear my voice?
For I Know..
And You, Know as well.
And until then...
I wait.

Twocups

Summer

Summer's passing...
Is like unto
Green Pines, White Clouds..
And Blue Skies...
Whose grandeur marks
The scented mountain air.
And in whose gurgle of mountain streams..
Black rocks are covered green...
Where open ponds shimmer silver..
In the Sun...
And where dragon flies
Dance their lacy wings.
Then, for a moment..
I remember You..
And would hold fast
To a greater Truth..
Than to the deceits of men.
Among the golden flowers
Of the forest floor..
You are all about.. a thousand jewels...
And I wonder why
I so easily forget
Your Presence in my heart?
For it seems..
There is no Peace without You, Dear One...
And all that is.. without You..
Is not.

Twocups

I found this part of a letter I wrote years ago, stuck in the back of a sketch pad. It was to a beloved publisher, who is now long passed... and thought that before it gets lost, perhaps someone might get something out of it... who knows?:

"I thought that I would mention this to you, on the side. While at prayer, I guess that I fell asleep and heard something like a beautiful song in that dream. I really can not easily describe who was doing the "singing", but it was so moving that I tried to write down the words as best that I could. It went something like this:

It is because You have cared for me....
That I now know what love is.
It is because I have come to know your Peace....
That I would now, Yours, only be.
It is because I have come to love You....
that I now know who I am,
.....and that You have made a world for me..
....and all else desired,....... put aside.
I came to you uncertain, confused, and untrue,
and now I find, that there is only,
the simple love of You.
For in Your Presence I find such happiness...
...nothing else compares.
That I have come to sing these words,
....Your Love and Peace to share. "

It was a long time ago... an early poem of sorts..and I also mentioned in the letter that it was only vaguely what I heard.. kind of a translation..perhaps "the song of a soul to its Maker?" The words were sung in sort of a liquid light...hard to describe.. So what is the Truth of all of this?? Ah, but look within yourself, dear one..
... and listen... listen to Who you are.

Twocups

How would I know...
In these hours?
In these days?
When I call...
In the darkness?
When I call...
In old age?
A thousand times before...
You have always been there...
Close.
In the moment's need...
When all is fallen...
And all is broke...
Even then....
You are there...
And I ...
Never...... alone.
In this darkness....
And in this day...
You ARE...forever...
Besides me...
Always.

Twocups

Let Go

Seems quite reverse..
Seems that, I...... cease to be.
An empty cup..
An open field..
A heartfelt "Yes!"....
Are so simple...
Yet so hard to do.
To let go...
And dissolve...
To make the leap...
And let the flames of madness... die...
Is but madness........to this fool.
And so... in folly...
Once again, I turn to You...
Knowing... Nothing is what I know...
And Nothing, is my lot...
How strange it is, this Nothing....that...
That which would be opened...
Must first.......... be let go.

Twocups

copyright 2006 Twocups2000

Dave

Dave was going through an intersection, when a
motorist ran a red light, and struck him. Among his
injuries, both of his legs are broken in several
places. His pelvis is broken. His head has two major
fractures. He is now sedated in a respirator, clinging
to life. So, if I ask you, please, for a prayer...
would you be so kind as to say one for him? Thank you.

Be with us..
In this time of need.
When our bones...
Are broken.
When we bleed.
As we barely cling to life..
Be with us, as always...
Through this Night.
Let this darkness...
Turn to Light.
And in its time..
Let Earth's fair garden..
Be once again.......
Ever bright.

Twocups

Dave Update

Thanks to all of you who have helped out with your
prayers, please keep up the good work.
Dave is making remarkable progress, and is off the
respirator now, and has become conscious, (in and out
at times) and able to speak a little.. even
coherently. He is still pretty busted up...maybe he
can try to walk in six months or so???.. I am hoping
the "filter" they put into him, keeps the major blood
clots away from his heart, as he will not be able to
move for quite a while....This seems a time to hope
and pray.. Each prayer is as a Light that ascends to
Heaven...and each inspiration to pray, is as a Light
that comes down from Heaven... along with its
blessings....and so..is then Light upon Light....that
in its foldings.... brings us to inner Life..

Thanks again,
Twocups

Of a remembered friend

How I mourn your passing..
Whose golden days of gladness
Brought such sighs of joy........
To Summer's plaid array.
And whose evenings...
Wrapped in kind caress....
Sweetened...
The ending of each day.
But now...
A cold, cold, casket...
Carries you away.
As I, in bitter dregs...
Am left behind.
Now sunny days..
Are all casted gray.
Now love itself..
Is turned to thorny barbs.
In days that such
Ill winds blow..
I still...... remember you....
And distant cherished dreams...
Where together..
Days would never end.
And death's illusion...
Falls away.
Till then...
Dear Love...
Abideth Faith and Hope..
And I..
With friend Patience....
Resigned, to wait.

Twocups

The promise of pearls

Your gift is not fear...
Nor is it of shadow.
Your gift is not sadness...
Nor lack of hope.
But is, as a burning Sun..
You place into my heart.
Your gift is the Love..
You bring into me...
And is Life itself..
That springs into Joy.
It is through Your eyes..
That I now see..
In the thousand nights I stay with You...
No single night.... seems enough.
In each breath we share...
I know, You are close.
How will I need to remember You...
If You are always in the moment.. ?
So do lovers hold hands,
And never tire.
Your embrace is eternal...
Is Light emerging into Bliss...
How can I now run from You...
When You seduce me
With the oils of cedar..
And the promise of pearls?

Twocups

Dust

That which is as dust...
Flies with the Wind...
Upon the heartbeat of the momemt...
Upon the breath of Presence.
That which is as Dust...
You make of me...
When I fall into Your arms...
When I seek Your promise.
In the fourth Watch....*
In all that appears...
I spin towards You.
How strange it is, Beloved...
That as I dissolve..
So becomes an open field?
Where with Passion and Embrace..
Is this dust, remade..
And in Your arms, again..
Does illusion, yield.

God Bless..

Twocups

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