Freeing the "DOME"!

Freeing the "DOME"!

A Poem by SELF

I hear the door of my neighbor's house being locked
the sound of the twisting key inside the door entices my thoughts
the key locks the neighbor's door, but opens another inside my head.  

I ponder on the fact that no matter how big or small our houses are
no matter how much mud, paint, wood and metal we use
no matter how many tiles and bricks we use
there's no house big enough to accommodate our pain, pleasures, love, sorrow, happiness, troubles and DESIRES!


Stones and Mud are terribly insufficient. 


My home is in my Head, but my "dome" isn't Free
i ought to free my "dome"!
That taste of freedom brings into fruition a space big enough for my trails of excess emotional and mental baggage
trails of thoughts kindled together by threads of memory and imagination.

With freedom comes ease
Inside a free "dome" or precisely "Head"
there's enough room for that baggage
there's enough room for You and Me!

A free dome is like a U-haul track whose back space is endless and boundless
it's like the firmament of the magnificent sky accommodating all kinds of clouds
clouds that are heavy and clouds that are light
clouds that are dark and clouds that are bright 

step out of your confinement, both physical and mental
breathe breathe and breathe, don't forget to breathe!
cherish the life you live for as long as you shall live
we all got one life anyways, So They Say.


As these words dawn on me, I remember the soft tender sunflowers that I crossed paths with beneath the ear of God
I never knew that sunflowers close their beautiful petals as dusk breaks and the earth resides in the shadow of light
I never knew that they open their magnificent yellow petals as dawn breathes away darkness
it's wonderful to find delight in these subtle expressions of life
To be astonished by the wondrous forces of nature is indeed a humbling experience
This witnessing yields a tranquility in my beating heart. 


One whose dome is filled to the brim with prejudice and illusions of reality will never be able to find delight in the wondrous fragrance of nature
empty yourself and break free from the internal chains of bondage
empty yourself and let yourself be as light as a feather, but don't be fooled!
this feathery emptiness is as heavy as Lead.


Be empty and let the Prime Essence of creation cleanse and circumcise your heart from the filth of this acclaimed wicked paradigm. 
  

 

© 2023 SELF


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