what use for words

when you have already discovered the true sense of the world

 

what use of fearing growing old

when you are only approaching your birth

 

what use of distinction

when everything lives on the edge of itself

 

what use of ends, beginnings and all oppositions

when they distract from the delta of presence

 

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To be spiritual is not to live forever within

but merely to be involved

 

Involved in the delicate convergence of self and world

 

To be sensitive to all the notes in the eternal song,

creation

 

To remove one’s self from the false shade

that has become of this age

and re-consecrate one self, with air –

our only temple.

 

 

 

To release the ball from inside the bell

let go of the individual

and know that for all we may search

we may never pick the perfect mango.

 

 

To know that all we are is inevitable

light falling on this moment then passing into another body. Nothing more

 

than another little journey we may still call our own

 

and more importantly,

to be in love with the everywhere

of this single breath –

 

our necessary angel

 

the simple rise and fall of the chest

answered in the come and go of the endless ocean

 

 

 

 

 

only then my friends

begins the delicacy of the poem