AWARENESS COMES FORWARD
Awareness comes forward with undoubtable proof
there is no mind to be conscious of.
Deep study superficializes your ignorance with subtlety.
A craze of blue in a maze of tree shadows on the lawn.
Grape hyacinth colouring in the sun.
And then it’s gone like a lost crayon.
And a candle takes its place
like a future autumn in the scheme of things
that must pass to stay the way they are.
The light doesn’t say I am a star
The water doesn’t say I am rain
as if they had to account for themselves
by identifying themselves to a brain
that insists on knowing the names of things
like a child that never colours outside the lines
that are erased in a blaze of noon.
The condemned man says his life
is the doing of someone else
who isn’t the slightest like him.
But spiritual journeys are always circular
and going out is a way of going in.
Things end where they begin.
The light equally illuminates hell
in the same breath that reveals paradise.
Perishing is the way we stay alive.
You want to live?
You’ve got to perish to survive.
As it is in heaven so it is on earth.
Death without birth.