There are dark shadows
Lain over separation.
Between the gates of the field,
Reach out to chaos.
Lose mind to find fragments of truth
And a fragile tranquility
Projected within the slim pickings
Of this movable feast.
Meaningless little crumbs
Are scattered all over the place.
The mind must act as a knife,
Sharp and present,
Able to cut through the nonsense
Felt and witnessed;
Right discernment the key to
Navigating through the oceans
Of potential suffering.
We have greatness with us.
Look within to things that sparkle
With assured kindness, things that draw us in
To vistas of profound darkness
And rich seams of great strength;
Fields of baffling joy, untamed joy;
Where we may build our nest of twigs
And bones for a short stay;
A sheltered reprieve.
Beyond force and beyond fear;
Beyond thought, prayer, pity, wealth,
Song, gospel, beauty, word, instinct, intuition;
Beyond all emotions great and small;
There lies golden motions,
The infinite gesticulates towards our hearts
In signs and a manner unfamiliar,
Because we are square wooden pegs floating
On the cascading realms of tumult
And vibrancy. Change, the only constant.
Something of nothing
Which we have chosen to ignore.
We have turned our back on the essence of love,
The innocence of love; pretty and playful.
The sweet wisdom unknowable when tied
To fallacy and folly.
How do we spend our time?
Do we ‘spend’ it well?
In this realm of cause and effect,
What is our ‘cause’?
Make a peaceful fist and break the mould.
Stop to take in the fractured reflections of wisdom,
Seize the opportunity to emulate the stars
As they are the flickering, tender light
In aeons of perceived darkness.
We are the mighty conduit,
Emulating the awe that culminates in simple moments
Without immediate worth.
Become a reflection of something else;
Uncontrolled and pure.
The web of space and planets
Refracting in the prisms we create.
Potential joins the fractal nature of infinity;
Blessings shower momentarily
Like meteors sent from mythical realms
Of heavenly sensation;
Forces that destroy our flashing existence
To unearth a profound appreciation,
Precious sediment grows
At the base of each river.
You the dream maker! You darkness voyager! You epic consequence!
Surfing same tides.
Just one in the sacred breath
Rising like dawns mist
From the supreme universe.
All giants building bridges that spell delusion.
Why can’t we recline
For a time in the enchanted lands
Of the dream world?
Play the gods at their own game?
Find eden riddled with human virtue.
Words are weak
When held up to the sun,
Gathering tides burgeon
In invisible depths.
From the pit of our stomach
Emanates a worthy repose.
We are reaching into nothing,
Life’s greatest mysteries
Are cloaked by the ambiguity
Of greater questions.
Here, where all who have lived are saved,
Simple gestures rest in the peace
Of the water way;
Earth, wind and air.
No one leaf falls without consequence.
Know that and the tree of life is not wood and water,
But a cyclical dance of evolving love.