Divine Sonnet #1
Nov. 17th, 2002 11:52 pmMost High God, YHWH Sabaoth, Parent
of this cosmos, immanent transcendence,
thank You today for spying your servant.
Your grace is everabundant. Love, since
the day of Rest, there existed the Way.
It wound through the Shadow to Your presence.
Bathed by Your transluminent cosmic ray
I unfurl like a morning bloom sprinkled
with glorious dew: open, come what may.
Lord, Your shining sentinels seem instilled
with Your quintessence. But what I perceive
is merely maya; Your face is but revealed
through the darkness, for only that contrast
shows You as both All and Naught, first and last.
of this cosmos, immanent transcendence,
thank You today for spying your servant.
Your grace is everabundant. Love, since
the day of Rest, there existed the Way.
It wound through the Shadow to Your presence.
Bathed by Your transluminent cosmic ray
I unfurl like a morning bloom sprinkled
with glorious dew: open, come what may.
Lord, Your shining sentinels seem instilled
with Your quintessence. But what I perceive
is merely maya; Your face is but revealed
through the darkness, for only that contrast
shows You as both All and Naught, first and last.
(no subject)
Date: 2002-11-17 10:43 pm (UTC)like one of those cartoons
where the silly skunk guy
keeps chasing that cat
thinking it's another skunk
and saying sweet nothings
in french to no avail,
when there might well
be a skunk standing right
behind him,
if he just stopped for
a second or two
and looked around?
(no subject)
Date: 2002-11-19 06:19 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2002-11-19 09:47 am (UTC)is never caught,
especially if it's in haste,
the effort can be for naught,
like zen and satori,
it's already there,
what i said before in allegory,
just stop and stare,
'tween the creasts of the waves
of breaths, in a silent space,
with unfettered self surveys,
at a leisurely pace,
and the soul's amalgam,
loudly screaming, "here i am!"
(no subject)
Date: 2002-11-20 06:22 pm (UTC)I rechristen myself;
I intentionally enter into nova psyche,
a total, novel mindset.
Nova, the name books explain,
means "to chase."
In Spain, it means "no go."
For us, it means to run instantaneously
back to the start.
Psyche means "the soul."
I crave to recreate myself
every moment.
I am Nova Psyche,
a new mindset,
reborn on this earth
in moments of Zen contemplation.
Re:
Date: 2002-11-20 06:51 pm (UTC)that will force a different meter
to get at the same message.
even altering the line breaks a bit,
might even develop an internal
rhyme schema that isn't obvious.