Tag: beauty

Under the Bodhi Tree

We have landed
On the moon
We’ve trained our eyes
Upon the stars
Looked deep inside
The sun’s corona

We’ve gone as fast
As sound and cheetahs
Slowed down time
To see a bullet
Sped it up
To watch grass grow

Tied to the prow
Long colourful scarves
Honouring the water spirits
And Mae Yanang
Goddess of journeys
A bid for safe passage
And good fortune

Some see superstition
And irrationality
I see a deeper wisdom:
A belief that the world
Should be made beautiful
To honour the spirit
Of existence

The world surprises me
From almost every angle
At almost any time
I take a look at it

When it fails to surprise
I discover, soon enough
I have not been looking
Deeply enough, long enough

They rise
Thrust up
By the collisions
Of Continents

Saw blades
Of rock
And ice
Lifted into sky

To travel between worlds
I take a ferry
From the big smoke
To a small Island
Then back again

Landing on an Island
Is always like
The quiet moment alone
In the living room
Just as the fridge turns off

Crisp, chill air
Flames singe the night
Cinders crackle
Sparks rise
Filling starry sky

Notes issue
In gentle arpeggio
Strings plucked
And strummed

There is a magic
To movement
Through the waters
Of a narrow channel
Banked by mountains
And Islands
In the gathering darkness

The power, grace and majesty
Of the sea
Reminds me

Who I am
What I was always
Meant to be

You tear at me
In subtle ways
With unsubtle effects

Like the waves
Slowly undermining
A steep rocky shore

Sometimes I find my eye lingering
On the path I’ve already travelled

I remind myself

Look forward
Or risk running aground