Winter sunset from Lighthouse in Santa Cruz, California.
Beyond Grasping
4/9/10
Poets, artists, songwriters try
to put flesh on
ethereal ideas, paradigms, philosophies,
that won't hold still,
darting about it seems
they only catch glimpse
of sublime Truth behind
workings of physical world,
the invisible spiderweb matrix
which weaves everything together,
though really visa versa,
our minds need training
in focusing so deeply
for perceptions to align
with Infinity that's 'now'
beneath the illusory cacophony
so many call 'living',
yet, it's 'not knowing'
or putting labels on
Mystery pulsing through us
where great transformation occurs,
forget naming your course
saying what you want
and playing to desires,
beneath the linear game
from birth to death
a unified force exists
only your soul understands,
fully, beyond grasping intellect.
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