Poem: Mouth of God, breath of fire

Poem by Christi Ortiz

All ecstasy flows from this place 

that swallows all suffering 

collapses all division 

returning to the innocence 

the bliss of just being 

where the solid bedrock of peace 

lies asleep in every disturbance

What if I had the courage 

and the diligence

To sit in this one seat

At the mouth of God

and brave the holy fire

that burns up all illusion 

purified into essential nature

the blaze of truth

is only hot enough

if I anchor unwaveringly

in the Now

staying inseparably close

to source emerging

from the mouth of this moment

All ecstasy flows from this place 

that swallows all suffering 

collapses all division 

returning to the innocence 

the bliss of just being 

where the solid bedrock of peace 

lies asleep in every disturbance