You enter the Soul Protection Program
all the old identities gone
the torture of being an agent of Kal*
You live in a kind of heaven
a palace below a limitless sky
distant blue mountains shimmer
fat doves drink from a fountain.
Now you work for the side of giving
rather than getting.
You have turned.
These souls you pass in the grocery store
or while walking in the woods,
you live among them but are not of them.
They cannot know of your turning.
They cannot see your shift in allegiance
from a supporter of the material
to a servant of the Friend.
And yet you love them
more deeply than ever before
and give to them every morsel
because now you own nothing
and so have nothing to lose.
You have no fear of being “made”*
for you are now completely protected
and you know that in truth
there is no enemy
no other side.
All delivers you
to this place
of pure freedom
*Kal—Sanscrit name for the ruler of the lower, dual worlds
*made—in spy-speak, one’s identity compromised
The lines of demarcation are *clear* and abidingly graced through surrender and devotion…consciousness in *self* rules!
So true, Bobby. Through devotion we really are raised to the higher view, which is our true Self. Thank you.
You are used to hit the “mark” in me every time! Such grace and mercy flows. Thank you.
Thank you, Sherri, I’m so glad to be a part of your path and have you as a part of mine.
Oh my, Leslie, how beautifully your words illustrated the profound simplicity of “BEing Love”, with nothing to get and everything to give. Your poetry touches me deeply.
Thank you, Dan. I am just tasting the beauty of that “profound simplicity” and it is very sweet. This poem was a great gift to me when the Beloved brought it through; I am glad it was a gift to you too.
I love the whole idea of “turning” on Kal. Serves him right — he’s turned on me plenty of times! AND I so appreciate the emphasis on love of fellowmen –that there are no enemies and there is nothing to fear. The wide-angle perspective of this little poem is spot on. What a lovely way to view life from 360 degrees. Thank you for sharing — it’s so inspired and so inspiring.
Thank you, Rudy. Truly, when we rise up and live the 360, seeing all as love, those moments are masterful and change us forever. I’m happy you enjoyed my little take on Homeland. If you haven’t watched the TV show by this name, it is very worthwhile. That was the first spark of inspiration for the poem.
Soul Protection Program…..love it……pure freedom indeed…..
Thank you, Susan. When the poem first came through it was “Witness Protection Program.” Then I saw the beauty of changing that one word. 🙂
You put the bliss of my experience into such delightful words and images!
Thank you for being a pure and open Shabda channel.
Sheila, it is great to hear about the bliss of your experience. Truly, that is the promise of our path and it does come true. We are so fortunate.
I just love that term,” Soul Protection Program,” how true it really is when we are now in the arms of our Master and know that we are going home!Your writing is truly a mystical channeling of that state when the Antashkaran Center has as you say,”Turned,” from looking down and outward to now looking up and inward! What a beautiful inspiring state of being you describe and I now know my sojourn of soul is taking me back to! The line,”You live among them but are not of them,” really resonated with me since I am beginning to feel the same! As I was contemplating your writing I felt the Master’s presence enter my consciousness and felt such a blissful state of Joy knowing that I am a Chela of a True Master, and this state of being you write about is a certainty as I surrender to the Masters teachings and will! I am so tired of as you say,”The torture of being an agent of Kal,” but know that this torture is what is driving my will to liberation to return to that state and beyond you so eloquently describe!Thank you so much for being a pure and open channel of the Master!
Michael, Your constant and enthusiastic gratitude always inspire me. The parts of the poem that you list above are the ones that keep returning to me too, helping me each day remember my truest desire. Thank you!
I have just forwarded this ‘Homeland’ to a dear friend. And in this moment I’m feeling the urge to yell it on a mountain! This one literally hit home within me and I want you to know how grateful I am for the way you express the inexpressible love.
Laura, thank you for forwarding this along, and for your desire to yell it on a mountain. How sweet and love filled that is. I am happy to have you read what I write and to have the Beloved creating it all.