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On May 2, 2006, at 7:55 AM, Emanuele De Benedetti wrote:

 

> I feel like to dance this poem

> to the rythm of cha cha cha

> one cat, one chat, one chan

> om amritam

> while flowers suspended in the sky

> fall only upon the Buddha

> to declare boldly

> no flowers, no Buddha

> just the empty sky

> full of nothing

> so ecstatic is the scent

> that the thousands Boddhisatvas

> get totally drunk

> and forgetting all about compassion and suffering

> dance their way to nothingness

>

> marifa

 

P: What a beautiful poem you wrote! It touched me,

it made me slightly sad, as all beautiful things do.

I can face my own death, but that beauty can die,

inevitably, makes me sad, in a delicious perverse

way. LOL

 

 

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Nisargadatta , Pete S <pedsie5 wrote:

>

> On May 2, 2006, at 7:55 AM, Emanuele De Benedetti wrote:

>

> > I feel like to dance this poem

> > to the rythm of cha cha cha

> > one cat, one chat, one chan

> > om amritam

> > while flowers suspended in the sky

> > fall only upon the Buddha

> > to declare boldly

> > no flowers, no Buddha

> > just the empty sky

> > full of nothing

> > so ecstatic is the scent

> > that the thousands Boddhisatvas

> > get totally drunk

> > and forgetting all about compassion and suffering

> > dance their way to nothingness

> >

> > marifa

>

> P: What a beautiful poem you wrote! It touched me,

> it made me slightly sad, as all beautiful things do.

> I can face my own death, but that beauty can die,

> inevitably, makes me sad, in a delicious perverse

> way. LOL

 

to disappear into nothingness

is to *reenter*

ever more fully

more completely

 

 

Love says " i am everything " . Wisdom says " i am nothing " . Between the

two, my life flows.

 

- Nisargadatta

 

Bill