I stand
At the edge
Where calm laps against
Ragged black
Feel both
Light and darkness entwine
Eternal cycle
In the center
I connected to All
The One
Tag: The One
Presence ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #234
We didn’t come here
For the beer
Or the snacks
Or to share a cigarette
Once we’d finished those
For the beer
Or the snacks
Or to share a cigarette
Once we’d finished those
It wasn’t for the words we’d speak
Or to look into each other’s eyes
(You never took off your sunglasses)
To see or be seen
Or for a breath of fresh city air
In the chill afternoon
Yes, we spoke, shot the shit, as you say
You think, I’m sure, because voices fill the silence
But I can see the tendrils of sound
As they weave a caress
Coaxing our essence to expand
Occupy the same space
A moment not just of friendship
Or intimacy
Or even love
Something deeper
A moment in which our beings
Touch
Intertwine
A flirtation with the insight
That two can be one
In your presence
Woven into your essence
I sense the greater truth
Of the connection
Which makes us all
The One
Beneath all the other reasons
Our conscious and unconscious tell us
The latent awareness deep within knows
This is why we gather
This is why we linger
Long after all the other reasons have passed
That awareness is The One
To live as this awareness
Is to awaken
Wizened & Weathered
Wizened and wisened
I find myself
At the end of my path
There to discover
Though I’ve forged my own trail
Made my own way through the wilderness
We all come together
In the end
At the infinite infinitesimal of oneness
Whether by design
Or default
I find myself
At the end of my path
There to discover
Though I’ve forged my own trail
Made my own way through the wilderness
We all come together
In the end
At the infinite infinitesimal of oneness
Whether by design
Or default
Wisdom ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #124
A broom
To sweep away
The detritus
To sweep away
The detritus
Of wisdoms found
And wisdoms lost
Wisdoms over-written
Time-worn wisdoms
Worn out
Worn down
Worn through and through
Worn like a cloak
Like a shield
Or wielded
Like a sword
Bon mots
Of thought
Here collected
Erased
Memorized
Forgotten
Fragments of
Fragmentation
Misjudged
Misunderstood
Misapprehended
Mistaken
The nattering
Incessant
Of those
Who tell
But do not ask
Themselves
And should not
Yes
There’s the rub
Instead be
Silent
Who am I?
This wall
Has no wisdom
For me
Words
They clutter up
My consciousness
Lead me astray
Turn me away
From where I find
The one true I
Deep inside
I breathe
Let go
In quiet mind
At the core
Of silence find
The I that is not I
But All
And One
That is all
I need to know
This simple wisdom
All are One
What more is there
To ask?
Magic Hours
Where land and sky
And sea and sun meet
There the magic light
Comes twice daily
And sea and sun meet
There the magic light
Comes twice daily
Glorious hours
Connect me
To all
In grace
Seen and unseen
Known
And unknowable
Mystery
And divinity
All that ever was
All that will be
All that is
Becomes
One
Infinity ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #88
I seek the moments
When the infinite
Becomes the infinitesimal
When the infinite
Becomes the infinitesimal
When the All
Which is everything
Becomes the One
Which is nothingness
I seek the moments
When paradox
Becomes awareness
Then am I filled
With the insight of mystery
The light of darkness
Then being becomes non-being
River ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #75
Ganga falls from Himalaya highs
To lap at feet
On sandy shore
In Rishikesh
Where it and I
Find some small tranquility
In the turmoil
Of inexorable change
To lap at feet
On sandy shore
In Rishikesh
Where it and I
Find some small tranquility
In the turmoil
Of inexorable change
Ganga, take me down
Down to distant sea
Where I become the drop
Which is, itself, the sea
And learn eternal peace
In oneness with the One
Until the alien seems mundane
Travel takes me
To places I could never imagine
Experiences I could never dream
Worlds which seem alien
So I stay
Experience all I can
Give reign to imagination
Until the alien seems mundane
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