A Taoist Lake

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Below is a string of poetry from a MSN chatroom, A

Taoist Lake.

 

humbletaoist

 

The rain swept along driven by the tides offshore

Victorian gloom through which light cannot pour

Traffic clogged coming into town

Nine to statr work not 904

Another time another place, thank god there are more

My heart and mind soaring aloft

Because this place ain't home it's jist a bore

 

Indus

 

Presence finds an opened door

within the here without some more

nothing added nothing gained

given and given all the same

opened space emptying joy

stilled the waves of something more

space and space and space galore

love's blooming flower unadorned.

 

humbletaoist

 

God is it my destiny to go through life unnoticed,

over.

God is it my destiny to love again, over.

God do I have to keep forever trying, over.

God should I give it all again, over.

OF COURSE IT IS WITHOUT A DOUBT

THANK YOU GOD, over and out.

 

Indus

 

Nowhere is here and nowhere is grace

love's opened door is nothing but space

empty and empty and empty again

grace into here

without beginning or end

reach into your pocket if you want some change

sending wave after wave

as mind slams shut that door

here is that space and here is that door

opened with grace forevermore.

 

The two eyes of ramana mask the eternal space, and as

always the two are drawn into one, the lost into

found, like sailors on an eternal sea. Ramana said

that the bone of contention in all the philosophies

was emptiness, and yet emptiness as love is only seen

clearly in duality, in the emptying of love into

itself, as if the empty space that pours into itself

cannot be without its reflection, its love. So yes

the whole of everything is self-love. emptying and

emptying and emptying again, this is why we are here,

all of us.

 

Love to you.

 

Michael

 

 

 

 

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