Guest guest Posted June 24, 2006 Report Share Posted June 24, 2006 --- anabebe57 <kailashana a écrit : > Nisargadatta , OConnor > Patricia <gdtige > wrote: > > > > > > --- pliantheart <pliantheart a écrit : > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor > > > Patricia <gdtige@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > --- pliantheart <pliantheart@> a écrit : > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , OConnor > > > > > Patricia <gdtige@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Softening of attention, > > > > > > Softening of focus , > > > > > > Softening of intensity, > > > > > > Brings moments of grace. > > > > > > > > > > > > Yet not the thing to stop too. > > > > > > > > > > > > It isn`t grace one is, > > > > > > It is beyond.. > > > > > > > > > > > > Falling ever more into softness, > > > > > > A drop of Oblivion for today, > > > > > > And a luminescent ray > > > > > > Forever embedded in its own spectrum. > > > > > > > > > > > > ~~~ > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > what is for today > > > > > is enough for today> > > > > > > why talk of ultimacy > > > > > and the beyond? > > > > > > > > > > this moment can take care > > > > > of itself > > > > > > > > .............................. > > > > I was evoquing beyond because many tend to > stop > > > into > > > > grace. > > > > And yes, that is all in the moment, taking > care > > > of > > > > itself. > > > > > > > > Do you understand that? > > > > > > > > > > I had the merest glimpse before > > > but now I see ... > > > > > > it is like a line on rice paper > > > drawn with an artist's brush > > > > > > the line must come > > > from beyond the paper itself > > > > > > thank you > > > > .....And keep going, spilling off the paper > itself.... > > > > Love, > > > > ~~~ > > > > We Made No Promises > > > We made no promises to one another > No vows to break…or keep > We belong to the rising sun > To the drops of our Lovers' shadows as they fall > From our hands, > > Lifting petals of grace strewn along by voices we > have > Forgiven like the sound of a wind chime, we > disappear into > The golden ring of truth, > Inscribed with our names, > The luxury of words we sleep in, > > Now free to fly away, forever joined, forever apart. > > 6/23/06 > > > Love u all, > enjoy your weekend!!! after all, we must play!! ....................................................... I wish i had written this poem, very a propos, thank-you Ana for doing all the work, it is superb. ~~~ > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > ___________________ > ______ > > Mail réinvente le mail ! Découvrez le > nouveau Mail > et son interface révolutionnaire. > > http://fr.mail. > > > > > > > > _________________________ Mail réinvente le mail ! Découvrez le nouveau Mail et son interface révolutionnaire. http://fr.mail. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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