E=mc2?
By: Bela Johnson
Tags: awareness, consciousness, freedom, mindfulness
Category: musings, philosophy, poetry, thoughts, Uncategorized, wisdom
Like sparks and fish
and rapids strong enough to cut through granite,
the mind veers off and into another coral cave,
another orbit; a cosmos of the frenetic
in the attempt to assuage itself
over its charge’s inevitable demise.
How does consciousness live
with containment such as this;
bounded by skull and bones and flesh?
Illusion, the product of limitless creativity,
becomes accepted as real
while the spirit knows it is being hoodwinked.
Still, like a dog chasing its tail,
the momentum continues until,
in order to complete its rotation,
it becomes as unlike itself as possible
and morphs into a line.
And we wonder at insanity.
Take Two:
With diligence and observation,
the mind can be stilled.
~ bj
reflective and wise verse, beautifully turned. tony
Thanks so much for taking the time to comment, Tony! Glad you liked the piece.
The last two lines, Bela. Ooh, the difficulty of it…
Priya, you’re young yet. It took me many years of diligent focus to learn this. Working, raising kids and so on provide lots of often delightful distractions. So do give yourself some time. Still, the practice is worth it. One day you’ll realize the rat on the wheel has stopped running 😉