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