Yesterday I wrote few more poems. Glad I've continued with it and will when I have the time, as I usually do during the weekends. I had on my mind things about understanding, what's the point, and different perspectives. So the few poems below are my thoughts and feelings about it all.
Our shared understanding (12/1/18)
Out of our selves is the truth of being,
Out of our mouths is the sound of hearing,
Out of our hands is the touch of giving;
In of our being is the honesty of living,
In of our hearing is the clarity of listening,
In of our giving is the warmth of loving.
The Point is (12/1/18)
Where it is: through the Point, from it before and after,
The Point is the beginning and the end, what was and what will;
When it is: through the Point, from it was and will,
The Point is the been and the being, why above and why below;
How it is: through the Point, from it all and none,
The Point is the ever and the never, just always and anyways.
The In and Out (12/1/18)
In the square is the circle,
Out the box is the hole;
From the walled space,
To the hollowed place;
When the enclosed was opened,
Then the opening was nearing.
Our shared understanding (12/1/18)
Out of our selves is the truth of being,
Out of our mouths is the sound of hearing,
Out of our hands is the touch of giving;
In of our being is the honesty of living,
In of our hearing is the clarity of listening,
In of our giving is the warmth of loving.
The Point is (12/1/18)
Where it is: through the Point, from it before and after,
The Point is the beginning and the end, what was and what will;
When it is: through the Point, from it was and will,
The Point is the been and the being, why above and why below;
How it is: through the Point, from it all and none,
The Point is the ever and the never, just always and anyways.
The In and Out (12/1/18)
In the square is the circle,
Out the box is the hole;
From the walled space,
To the hollowed place;
When the enclosed was opened,
Then the opening was nearing.
