Winds of mysticism from the East, winds of science from the West, sometimes the stirring of the Universal Essence, sometimes the unfolding of The Implicate Order, together inspired me to write a poem of creation and dissolution which I share below:
A W A K E N I N G
A mere undoing of atom law logic –
For the world was not torn asunder
Nor did fires rain, no blood, no flood;
Trees, stars, motion, just vanished.
There was no residue, no ash after wood
Is fired, no drama for none to see;
Not anyone, not anything
In that silent dissolution.
Then as when your thoughts have given out
The mind withdrawn inwards no longer needs
To grasp and twist and fashion
He went blank
Unworldly, unconcerned,
Ending the infinite permutations,
Combinations,
Pain and pleasure, good and evil
The compares and contrasts
Of a lonesome preoccupation.
Unwilling to change His own supreme reality
Or divide as in his cell principle;
He had broken up into countless variety
Outside his indivisability
To which He now returned.
In the eternal darknesses
There was nothing but Him, reclining
If He could do that – presumption of limbs
Contemplating, digesting, preparing,
That perfect principle
Conceived of by man as man
Was silent; holding back,
Holding in the supreme energy, in repose,
Then after eternity at will He broke,
Dividing into untold eons expanses,
Variety,
Into man trees stars,
Waving blinking days and nights;
The bee and the rose
Outside of his real repose.
Magnificent poem~
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thanks
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Wow. Themes in that poem that I have been thinking about too. I enjoyed that. Felt it. Thank you.
~Jim
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Jim thanks for the encouragement and appreciation – the object only shines when the sun of the observer looks at it.
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HA! THAT was a good statement. Copyrighted? Because I may have to co-opt it…
Answers questions about whether we write for the self, or the self and others.
The wisdom I needed. Thank you.
~Jim
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no copyright lol – even the kohinoor dissapears in the night
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Ha! Thanks for your poem and insight. Hit the spot.
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beautifully written poem hukum
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thanks
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