Son of the Sun

O solar Father
As the woman
of no name
I surrender myself
to your white fire
my ecstasy is yielding
to you

Being torn apart
by your passion
to create
deliberately yielding
to not willing
Consciously choosing
not knowing

Who are you?
I am who I am!
But who are you?
I am who I am!
WHO ARE YOU?
I am who I am!

U
N
I
O
N

Exploding
into the stellar deep
radiating my fire
my infinite infinity
into the unlimited
deep

Uncontainable ecstasy
Intolerable not knowingness
Who is she?
the deep mother
the womb of space
birthing solar fire

It is the question
we all wonder about

I am the fire of fires
the womb of wombs
A universe onto myself
because I am the law
the limit of limitations
the source of sources
the radiating sphere of life

I am the sun of life
I am the light of the world
Shining
warming
lighting
scorching
burning
illuminating

Knowing the purpose of limits
surrendering myself to limitlessness
I create the order needed
to reveal myself
to the world
to share my ecstasy
of not knowing
who I am
or what I will discover
when I become.

by Rolf Jackson

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