Monday, 16 September 2013

Light Cradling Gravity's Weight



It begins with pattering pinpricks of sound
Sudden and unexpected,
Before blending into a percussive flow–
Autumnal rain and the crab apple tree.



While sitting still
Thoughts rising and falling
As if a stream rushing from the source
Body held still, mind arising.


One glance, one realisation.
Just laying the foundation
For the next moment to unfold.


In no way held to fortune
Softening and blurring the edges
Of mind unfolding as mind –
The ringing bowl beginning and ending.


Seeking for solutions
Without the application of reason.
Just trusting the Universe to know itself –
Voices tumbling in dream cascade
As light cradles gravity’s weight.



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