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It is not what we see that hampers
our spiritual progress, it is the
antiquated lenses we peer through,
ground by our years of well-meaning
indoctrination, tinted by our concepts
and supposed truths, distorted by
even our epiphanies and peak experiences,
producing a cataract generating conglomeration,
fogging even the most obvious insights.
As the two poems offered here starting off
with The Livingness and Potent Breath to follow,
indicate, overcoming this perceptual malaise is
still, a challenge for me, as I work to see
fresh again, with infant eyes, my brain
erased.
THE LIVINGNESS
Existing within the livingness,
robust, pulsing with vitality,
energy destined for action,
the aliveness incorporates
a whole, a completeness,
with even beyond the present
in a panorama of beingness.
Leaves thick, lush with May
life float and shift on the
invisible wind, shade forms
shadow scenes across red
brick walls and greener dew
damp lawns, birds express,
machines holler repetitive
roars, here, now, within.
Perhaps I would be better
to see without words, constructs,
terms and terminology,
my brain erased, cleared, reset
and with infant's eyes peer into
the vastness of the whole me,
no distinctions, no borders,
just an all-inclusive everything.
POEM BY G. 5.29.2017
POTENT BREATH
I ask at times
to dream aloud,
fluent and wide,
unclasped by concepts,
constraints, former truths,
stale dictums – free
of all that hampers
my being, my seeing,
this pursuit of purposeful
living.
Free of all these frameworks
constructed over difficult
times, or even in moments
of elation or triumph-
worthy then but now
just laden with dust,
their inspiration clouding
the skies of now –
let me turn the page
moving on.
And when I do
I breathe again,
clear, free, and fragrant –
with deep breaths
now unhindered -
the fresh and potent breath
overwhelms with its strength,
vitality, and sweetness –
I am alive again!
POEM BY G. 4.22.2017
WITH LOVE, G.