Ignorance.
Between the knowledge I choose not to assimilate,
Just yet,
And the Truth that lies concealed behind
Dense
Clouds of illusion,
I stumble
Around
And around.
Love.
She is indescribably
Beautiful.
With her perfumed, overflowing
Rapture
Waiting
Its chance
To spill freely
And freely.
Being.
Bouncing around, part of this world
And that,
Endless discoveries
Arriving
And leaving.
Not all wanted, nor wasted;
Everything always changing
And changing.
Wisdom
Knows there is nothing
To know.
Dropping all pretense,
Silence
Fills up the room
With emptiness,
Trusting in everything,
And everything.
js
29 October 2005
Ahmedabad, India
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July 12, 2007 at 10:35 pm
Marcyanna
Beautiful site!
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July 15, 2007 at 9:54 am
Piotr
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July 17, 2007 at 12:11 am
Helena
Well well well… Not bad, not bad… Can better? ;)
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July 18, 2007 at 8:30 am
Katarzyna
I haven’t been up to much lately. So it goes. What can I say? I’ve just been letting everything wash over me recently, not that it matters. I just don’t have much to say these days.
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July 21, 2007 at 7:28 pm
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Apolinarius
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