Guest guest Posted November 29, 2005 Report Share Posted November 29, 2005 Hey all. I worte this poem a few months ago before i joined SY, while i was doin other things i felt i needed to do before i decided to begin( what a hard couple of months). I have been battling with myself weather or not I should share it with everyone for fear that the only reason im sharing it is to get an ego boost, or something nice said about it, or something like that. Some part of me still wants to share this poem for whatever reason, so below i have posted it, weather the reason is for praise and ego stroking, or simply because i want to share it( i don't know the reason myself). Take care all Kyyan (ps I also posted it on the other forum) A Thousand Journeys Inward 1) One thousand petals . One Flower on one branch brings the appearance of life to one tree; Separation is an illusion of the optics, as you can witness the play but can't see the real me/// 2) Nor can I, cause the physical eyes are sensory; and can't see the truth of these vibratory entities/// 3)- Known as man, referred to as humans in long hand; the extended explanation stills sheds no light on the plan/// 4) You must experience truth, which is impossible to explain; You must puncture a hole in the roof of your skull and watch your ego drain/// 5) You must feel the rain as if it has caught fire and is raining flames; but it does not consume it sustains, and in death it remains as the bliss which splits the chains/// 6)- that bind, like past conditionings and pride; which is why we feel much more alive after we've died/// 7)-and taken second birth from the egg to the sky; on the wings of the goddess as the father watches hovering near by/// 8)up to this point I've avoided that fountain trying to stay dry; though I thirsted insatiably, throat parched like the paper ancients used to inscribed/// 9)I had to choose- either drink or cease to survive, so I decided to quench my thirst and not constantly bite the hand the provides/// 10)-but hold it, trust it, and surrender to the path which it guides; leading me on out of the forest of illusion where many have laid down to die/// 11)I must go home now, as I can longer wait; Mother has been calling for me, and im already late/// Kyyan Volk 2005 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted November 30, 2005 Report Share Posted November 30, 2005 Dear Kyyan, Your poem has a beat to it that makes me feel it is a song. The lyrics show that you have a gift for writing good poems/songs. i hope that you pursue this gift for writing and perhaps even share more with us. Poems like that do not come from the ego; they come from the heart. Warm regards, Violet , " v_koa " <v_koa> wrote: > > Hey all. I worte this poem a few months ago before i joined SY, > while i was doin other things i felt i needed to do before i decided > to begin( what a hard couple of months). > > I have been battling with myself weather or not I should share it > with everyone for fear that the only reason im sharing it is to get > an ego boost, or something nice said about it, or something like > that. Some part of me still wants to share this poem for whatever > reason, so below i have posted it, weather the reason is for praise > and ego stroking, or simply because i want to share it( i don't know > the reason myself). > > Take care all > > Kyyan > (ps I also posted it on the other forum) > > A Thousand Journeys Inward > > > 1) One thousand petals . One Flower on one branch brings the > appearance of life to one tree; > Separation is an illusion of the optics, as you can witness the play > but can't see the real me/// > > 2) Nor can I, cause the physical eyes are sensory; > and can't see the truth of these vibratory entities/// > > 3)- Known as man, referred to as humans in long hand; > the extended explanation stills sheds no light on the plan/// > > 4) You must experience truth, which is impossible to explain; > You must puncture a hole in the roof of your skull and watch your > ego drain/// > > 5) You must feel the rain as if it has caught fire and is raining > flames; > but it does not consume it sustains, and in death it remains as the > bliss which splits the chains/// > > 6)- that bind, like past conditionings and pride; > which is why we feel much more alive after we've died/// > > 7)-and taken second birth from the egg to the sky; > on the wings of the goddess as the father watches hovering near > by/// > > 8)up to this point I've avoided that fountain trying to stay dry; > though I thirsted insatiably, throat parched like the paper ancients > used to inscribed/// > > 9)I had to choose- either drink or cease to survive, > so I decided to quench my thirst and not constantly bite the hand > the provides/// > > 10)-but hold it, trust it, and surrender to the path which it > guides; > leading me on out of the forest of illusion where many have laid > down to die/// > > 11)I must go home now, as I can longer wait; > Mother has been calling for me, and im already late/// > > > Kyyan Volk 2005 > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted November 30, 2005 Report Share Posted November 30, 2005 Dear Kyyan, Thanks for posting your lovely poem; it is very poignant and you have written it with both deep feeling and insight. Love, Semira , " v_koa " <v_koa> wrote: > > Hey all. I worte this poem a few months ago before i joined SY, > while i was doin other things i felt i needed to do before i decided > to begin( what a hard couple of months). > > I have been battling with myself weather or not I should share it > with everyone for fear that the only reason im sharing it is to get > an ego boost, or something nice said about it, or something like > that. Some part of me still wants to share this poem for whatever > reason, so below i have posted it, weather the reason is for praise > and ego stroking, or simply because i want to share it( i don't know > the reason myself). > > Take care all > > Kyyan > (ps I also posted it on the other forum) > > A Thousand Journeys Inward > > > 1) One thousand petals . One Flower on one branch brings the > appearance of life to one tree; > Separation is an illusion of the optics, as you can witness the play > but can't see the real me/// > > 2) Nor can I, cause the physical eyes are sensory; > and can't see the truth of these vibratory entities/// > > 3)- Known as man, referred to as humans in long hand; > the extended explanation stills sheds no light on the plan/// > > 4) You must experience truth, which is impossible to explain; > You must puncture a hole in the roof of your skull and watch your > ego drain/// > > 5) You must feel the rain as if it has caught fire and is raining > flames; > but it does not consume it sustains, and in death it remains as the > bliss which splits the chains/// > > 6)- that bind, like past conditionings and pride; > which is why we feel much more alive after we've died/// > > 7)-and taken second birth from the egg to the sky; > on the wings of the goddess as the father watches hovering near > by/// > > 8)up to this point I've avoided that fountain trying to stay dry; > though I thirsted insatiably, throat parched like the paper ancients > used to inscribed/// > > 9)I had to choose- either drink or cease to survive, > so I decided to quench my thirst and not constantly bite the hand > the provides/// > > 10)-but hold it, trust it, and surrender to the path which it > guides; > leading me on out of the forest of illusion where many have laid > down to die/// > > 11)I must go home now, as I can longer wait; > Mother has been calling for me, and im already late/// > > > Kyyan Volk 2005 > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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