Mdeditation Out Loud

Meditation Out Loud

There, on the crux of discovery.
Not within the self, the light emerges.
Particles flash, form waves, and then display
that which appears as wisdom on the way.
They hover over me.  They heal. They destroy.
They live to be.

I think of what becomes and how we see.
Away, away it gathers for our sight.
Still within, it is a barren night
for paradox lxuriates upon its lonesome field.
There is an ice-block there in congress
with its truth--a need to share its wisdom,
a drawing from a mystic somewhere,
ever there moving, probing, changing...

It is the nature of two elements,
impossible to define.  Both are incomplete
and both supreme.  As life and being
they are everything.
           ~

Reviews

[Ed Hart]

yes, the realm of mystery, in which we live (and move, and have our being), immersion in that stuns, explode the heart...i see you there, wondering, wandering, home

[Dean]

thank you, Ed

[Tessa Melendez]

I like it. You use such complex words and it has an effect on the poem that I can't quite name. It also has a sort of quiet power to it. I can never really understand how some people do that, but you did it well.

[Dean]

Thank you very much