Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Stillness

My mind is my true nature
My mind is a part of nature
Nature lies within me
I am a part of Nature
But I am apart from Nature

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My thoughts keep me apart
My thoughts are not a part of me
Chaos lies within my mind
It is a part of Life
But it is apart from Life

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My nature is to be still
Still like the upright tree
Who always remains steadfast
Firm like the roots of the tree
Which exists only to vivify

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Unphased like the full-bosomed Lotus
Who keeps her fully blossomed petals close
All while having the poise to float
Thick-skinned, she flirts with Water
While it is Water, who is misted

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But my thoughts cause a torrent
These whims are wisps of wind
Prostrating the coquettish lotus
Uprooting the upright tree
Causing the stillness to secede

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The grass on the ground
The leaves on the tree
The waves in the water
Never did we notice them
Till they started to shiver

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One after another
But like clockwork, synchronized
In succession, they failed to succeed
The simple task of stillness
That from which they were born

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In stillness, we may be born
But as stillborns, we no longer live
We capitulate the comfort
We repudiate the responsibility
To be discriminatory and no longer stationary

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We still seek the quiet
By trying to quiet the stillness,
The thought that would lead to the sought,
Fruitless in the hunger,
All for naught

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In sleep, it is the loudest
When even Life needs a break
Instead, its Phantasies
Which our body could not accomplish
But which the mind desired

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The tree wants to spread its seed
But the leaf does not wish to fall
The mind has desires
The body exists to fulfill them
But the mind does not wish to think

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The mind is tepid, torpid, and boring
Filled with desire, achieving nothing
But it is Nothing, which is boring
That makes the mind desire something
For which the confounded mind is confiding

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The absence of mind is a fantasy
The absent-minded idly fantasizing
Voluntary and unwillingly,
Involuntary and willingly,
Mind and thought are lovers

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Divine delivers silverly slivered
By webs of lovers' resolve
Cohering to Itself in lustful twine
The sticky silk of Satan
Mind and thought are entwined

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Each impeding thought causes a vibration
Drawing imminence to the impedance
That which is its impending sustenance
The giddy lust and delectation,
Ensuing in guilty disgust and lamentation

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It is natural and primal, primeval and essential
For our survival, it is collective remittance
A symbol of our progressive genesis
Logic, philosophy, mathematics,
Worse yet, orthodoxy

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Intermediaries to illume the lines
Through our perilous minds,
Labyrinths of web to curb espial
Of the evanescent detour
From mind to oblivion

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1 Comments:

At 7:20 PM, Blogger ALI said...

Your poems are hard for me to comprehend. That's probably a good thing from your vantage point, right? So many dimensions, my brain has a hard time switching between them. Damnit, I'm dumb.

 

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