God Beauty Perfection Love :: Synonyms
Often, even a prolonged search appears fruitless
But look among the discards
For the unsought fruit
So often sweeter, more fulfilling
Than the one intended.
Seeking is an act of desire,
Discovery, an act of vision.
Disentangled from objectives,
Seeking always bears fruit.
Walkabout My Country
John Weeronga Bartoo
No matter the beauty perceived in your appearance,
know that the loveliest aspect of you
is found in your heart,
your spirit.
Some say these beauties cannot be seen,
cannot be photographed or painted,
but you wear this beauty on your physical being
the way a diaphonous veil drapes from a rounded breast,
clings along a curving hip,
layering one delightful texture on another,
so that the beauty of one
accents the other.
feeling the pain
Hate is easy
Love takes courage
When I choose to live in my fear, my anger, my hate
I see the world through eyes that fear
I hear the song of anger in every note
I taste hatred as if all sustenance were the bitterest root
In my mind
I place the world of power, control and duplicity
Above the world of beauty, compassion and love
So that all that is wrong exists in the world outside me
And the only course of correction, an expression of violence
It is not my fault
It is not my responsibility
It becomes right that I fear
That I am angry
That I hate
Then I am truly mired in my own pain, in my own suffering
From which even a utopia could not rescue me
For I could never perceive one
And would soon enough destroy it
It is through our perception of this realm of manifestation
And our will to reason about all we perceive
That we learn to believe in opposites.
Beauty & Ugliness
Love & Hatred
Good & Evil
Only words.
Only names for the unnameable.
The concepts they speak of,
Only manifestations of the eternally real.
By believing these words speak the final truth
We make their manifestations real.
We come to believe we are on thing, or another.
We come to believe we are separate.
We become prone to loneliness, fear, anger, hatred, violence.
But All are one
And One in all
No soul is ever alone.
But a manifestation knows loneliness
When it disconnects from its own soul,
Which is One & All.
It has been said:
There’s always a little truth behind every “Just kidding”;
A little knowledge behind every: “I don’t know”;
A little emotion behind every: “I don’t care” and
A little pain behind every “It’s okay.”
This is true. Often, there is rather a lot. But it’s also true that,
There is always a little love in every smile;
A little compassion in every touch;
A little beauty in every being, and
A little courage in every moment.
And, often, there is rather a lot.
Backward Glance
by David Wright
Forgiveness
Forgiving lifts two burdens
One carried by the forgiven
One carried by the forgiver
When Lao Tse speaks of The Dao, he is referring literally to “The Way”. There’s no simple way to tell you what “The Way” is. Lao Tse wrote 81 poems to describe how to recognise The Dao at work, or how a master might behave in concert with The Way. These poems are collected in a single book called The Dao de Jing, or The Book of The Way. But even with this masterful explication, The Dao remains a rather elusive quality — or is it quantity? It’s hard to pin down. But if you understand even a little bit about The Dao, then I think you can see it at work most easily in nature, much as Sheryl Crow observes it in this song, Wildflower.
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Time has been on my mind. Yes, because I’ve been reading (and just completed) The Time Traveller’s Wife, but also because time has long been on my mind. This song, Time Table, is an old, old example of time in my consciousness and subconscious. It’s a favourite of mine since I first bought the album, Genesis’ Foxtrot, from a department store cutout bin in the mid ’70s. I think it cost me $1.99, and I recall buying it primarily for the visual qualities of the cover — unusual, evocative, strange, alluring. The music was no less so, for the qualities of its ‘sound’, the depth and complexity of its composition, and for the lyrics which transported me far, far away from the rural New Hampshire resort town I lived in. I loved it immediately. Still do. Perhaps I always will (and always have.)
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