Monday 24 December 2012

Father Rest in Peace


Let it all go, the fears. Let it all be as it is. For this day is chosen, for him, and for you.
He did not live the life he dreamed.
He lost himself in a sea of troubles,
after the death of his beloved.
And so for my father,
I live the dream, my dream, and his own dream of which was broken,
by his own sadness and despair.
Today I cry for this beautiful man, who’s purity of heart is the only thing that remains.
May the image of my father rest in peace within me.
And may it carry me wisely on my way.

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Tuesday 11 December 2012

Rejoining Hands

As I picture the easing
of the passing away
of my father.

The end of suffering.

I see in front of me
the symbol of eternity.

A couple holding hands,
walking along in the park.

As they approach a tree,
they're hands become free.

and rejoin again once passed.

So now I see
the image of my father
finally rejoining hands with my mother
and setting off,
on another journey.

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Tuesday 5 June 2012

Visions and Hope


The enlightened masters say to give up all hope.
For it is the only way that I will find peace.

Yet it is the vision of what may be that keeps me alive.
If it were not for this, then surely I would surrender to the urge that always seems to emerge, to let go, disappear, and die.

'For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come?'

What relation do my visions have to do with the urge to let go into nothingness? Are they in opposition, or are they one?

Is there an answer to this, and if so, can it be spoken?

Perhaps only wise men ask these questions and only fools would attempt to answer them.

Perhaps surrender,
to all that is,
as it is,
is the only answer.

Not for the weak of heart.

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Wednesday 25 January 2012

The inescapable

There is no escape from the woes of the world.
Just like this presence within me, that seeks me.
Calling me to connect, acknowledge and witness.

Without I see troubles and woes.
Within I see light.

Without I see corruption from behind bars that hold me captive.
Within I see a path, leading over a rainbow bridge, towards a land of endless possibilities.

From without comes fury.
From within comes a guiding light.

I use this fury
to fuel me
towards my choiceless
and inescapable
destiny.

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Thursday 19 January 2012

Sin is only confusion.

Looking back,
I gazed into the mirror of my mind
that reflected to me my history.

In this reflection of history I dived,
and not too far down,
it was apparent to see,
that true suffering only came,
when I was confused and had lost what IS ME.

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