Over the last few years I have been exploring contemplation and ever-so-slowly developing an ever more contemplative life, one working toward having a more direct connection with the divine. Seeking the absolute in that way is what I believe is called “mysticism”. Dogma and belief systems in general have been sticking points for me in the past, and contemplation – daily kenosis, emptying, receptivity, being totally in the present moment – has been a way that has taken me a few steps down the path. So at one point I wrote these lyrics.
Seeking or believing in a direct relationship with the divine, the absolute – God – has gotten a lot of humble, devout people into trouble over the years, and usually with a church or church leaders who thought folks needed to go through them. But it is true that dogma, certainly ritual, belief systems, professional and called clergy, and faith traditions have been the key for millions of people, and become more and more important to me over time. Interestingly, over the years, the longer I have tread the contemplative path, the more ritual and church and sacred icons and the sacred in general have become important to me. And it is absolutely true that visiting the cathedrals and abbeys and basilicas in Italy were life changing for me.
One path, however, at least for me every morning for about 20 minutes and often during other times of the day, is to skip all that and work toward going right to the source. Anyway, here is my little attempt at writing lyrics about it.
Skip All The Dogma
Skip all the dogma,
the doctrine and the writ
All I want dear Lord
is with you tightly knit.
Skip all the words that bind
and let me be with you,
being in your presence
is what will see me through
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(Refrain)
I want the mystery,
I want your touch,
I want to see and feel and hear you oh so much
I want the mystery,
I want your touch,
I want to be with you, ecstatic you, words are just a crutch
I want the mystery,
I want your touch,
I want to see and feel and hear you Lord,
In the solitary silence,
in the quiet morning hush.
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Skip all the policy,
the rules that so constrain
All I want from you dear Lord
Is the love that you ordained
Skip all the judgment
Those with arrogance
Remind me that in your heart
We’re loved in resonance.
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(Refrain)
I want the mystery,
I want your touch,
I want to see and feel and hear you oh so much
I want the mystery,
I want your touch,
I want to be with you, ecstatic you, words are just a crutch
I want the mystery,
I want your touch,
I want to see and feel and hear you Lord,
In the solitary silence,
in the quiet morning hush.
~Lyrics by Michael Kroth
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Well done!
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Reblogged this on The Profound Bartender and commented:
Make me one with everything,” said the Buddhist to the hot dog vendor. (Buddhist humor, I understand. I like my Buddhism with as few of the fixin’s as possible. And that would be a breath of fresh air – in and out.)
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