Monday, November 1, 2010

Enlightenment


Sun rises. Beams of golden glow along the branches
Heat of the day begins to take shape as the insect calls her mate
Green leaves, heart shaped, take up the light and give life
A man. Waits patiently?

Time blurs between each breath a meditation, contemplation
Of things surrendered, given up, lost
In the search of a vast eternity of nothingness.
Then rain comes and the sky empties herself of all thought.

Mucalinda opens a lazy eye to see a man, waiting, rain falling
He coils, coils and coils raising his head above the mind, the heart, the soul.
Above all that is to be remembered as forgotten.
Naga, forevermore entwined in a moment of bliss beyond sight.

Sun rises. Beams of golden glow along the branches.

4 comments:

  1. the gentle words of a woodcut story... I especially like how the leaves 'take up the light and give life' and can feel the crisp palelight morning the moment before sun comes. ahhhhhhh :)

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  2. I haven't forgotten to post, just draggin' my feet... (chuckle)
    Kenji-san, are you gonna load us up with the next theme chooser?
    And finally, if anyone is listening to the echoes of my tap tapping on these here keys in this here blog, what are your thoughts on inviting my sister Kate and cousin Naomi to contribute to inspirazzi world? Cheers friends xo bron

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  3. Nice one. Have you read Richard's poetry? You might like.

    Bronsoir, Sounds good to me... we need some extra life here....?

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  4. Yes! Its been too long - just popped my head in - had forgotton for a while now!! Whats doing here in Inspirazzi land??

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