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stoat
USA
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 Posted - Feb 29 2012 : 11:13:22 PM
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Someday
As the bare heart arcs
From light to bones to light,
We yield gracefully to what is,
And dance.
Dreaming
We are consciousness dreaming.
When we awaken within the dream,
Love comes to know itself.
Dissolving
Glimpses of the Real dissolve us.
Love dissolves us.
Truth dissolve us.
Beauty dissolves us.
Who is still here?
Unfolding
We are like complex, completed origami.
Our task is to unfold ourselves and return
to the simple, blank sheets of paper that
we once were before we were us.
Illuminating
The incandescent marrow of our heart
Dreams love
And illuminates the world.
Opening
When you can open your heart to pain
And open it to your enemy
And open it to a rock
And open it to an idea
And open it to the sky
And open it to itself
And open it
And open it
And open it…
Everything shifts.
The Clearing
There is a clearing at the center of the woods
And each path –
The one along the creek,
The one up the hill,
The well-marked one,
The new one,
The raggedy one,
The familiar one,
And the dangerous one --
All meet there
Where it’s still and luminous.
And in the clearing,
How hard or easy,
Slow or fast,
Long or short,
Odd or usual
The path taken
Is a matter of some amusement.
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Bodhi Tree
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Posted - Mar 01 2012 : 12:08:56 AM
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Good stuff! I like the origami lines. Origami is a hobby of mine, and there's a real master named Robert Lang who blows my mind perpetually when I look at his crease patterns and finished masterpieces. Real cutting-edge mathematics that is being applied in other endeavors (like heart implants and space telescopes, for instance). http://www.langorigami.com/
Thanks for sharing your verbal jazz.  |
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stoat
USA
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Posted - Mar 01 2012 : 10:31:42 PM
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| Thank you, BT. |
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A few poems.
