Letting Silence Design

I wanted to cease to think myself a mirror.

A mirror imagines it is separate the world around it:

Tries to take the place of the world it reflects.

This illusion brings a tension to ones thought

That attempts to encase ones mind in a shroud
but reality always seeps through the cracks

Threatening to break away the shell.

This is what happens, as the tension increases

Until you let it all go…

Slowly.

Fractalizing.

World fractalizes

As the tension slips away

Until consciousness no longer provides identity

-built on memories and the illusion of its future-

But finds itself as what the world imparts

-the pattern which consciousness now finds:

The atom repeats the pattern of the molecule,

Repeats the pattern of the cells,

Repeats the pattern of the leaf,

Repeats the pattern of the branch,

Repeats the pattern of the tree,

Repeats the pattern of the Earth,

Repeats the pattern of the mind.

Letting the moment design mind’s silence,

Sending its attention towards the ordered world:

Destined now to assume its rightful place.

Reviews

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

sileence here is so wisely written about!

[*~*Butterfly Kisses*~*]

Theres something about this that I absolutely love and I just can't put my finger on it. It seems almost touching to the emotions of the reader and yet has a touch of wisdom. Nicely done.


~anna rose

[Cassie Fraga]

woooooow!! that was like a reality check for me!! I loved the read!

[Gilad Levanon]

Exceptional. There is so much empowering truth in your writing, so much wisdom. The self-similar patterns and the fractal nature of the universe can teach one so much about the infinity of reality.

Until consciousness no longer provides identity
-built on memories and the illusion of its future-
--Such profound words about the illusion of time that so many are trapped in. I wonder, have you ever read The Secret Teachings of Plants by Stephen Harrod Buhner? If not, it's a fantastic read filled with the kind of wisdom that seeps from your poems.