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what comes is what brings itself to this
what rests there and what moves on
these are both a part of the same stuff
the stuff of emergingrecedingpausing
bring your feeling sense to what I am
pointing to if you will, if you feel to
there is an ‘empty’ state or open, spacious,
receiving, nothing being grasped for or at
that pervades the formerly preoccupied
ground such that ground becomes being
being breathes just as awareness is quietly
cascadingshoweringbathing itself ever anew
things get done yet no doing ~ on and on
spontaneously refreshing, involuntarily,
with and without innocence both
nothing you can or need to do about it
but be in and as the receiving,
the flowering of this, engaged in this
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This poem came about indirectly but somehow related to the prompt this week. After writing it, I gave pause to what response it might have come from... it occurred to me, possibly these poets/thinkers: Adyashanti, Krishnamurti, Joyus Lippincott
ReplyDeleteA quote from Krishnamurti: » Life and Living » “You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance, and write poems, and suffer, and understand, for all that is life.”
Thanks for this offering. I really enjoyed the elided words and the texture/processual nature of nature/the content they conveyed:
ReplyDelete"what comes is what brings itself to this
what rests there and what moves on
these are both a part of the same stuff
the stuff of emergingrecedingpausing"
and
"being breathes just as awareness is quietly
cascadingshoweringbathing itself ever anew"