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Comment by Eva Libre on November 7, 2011 at 9:46pm

 

…in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is estinguished or forgotten…

 

 

Entrance into wood, by Pablo Neruda

 

 

With scarce my reason, with my fingers,

with slow waters slow flooded,

I fall to the realm of forget-me-nots,

to a mourning air that clings,

to a forgotten room in ruins,

to a cluster of bitter love.

 

 

I fall into shadow, the midst

of things broken down,

I look at spiders, and graze on forests

of secret inconclusive wood,

I pass along damp uprooted fibers

to the live heart of matter and silence.

 

 

Smooth substance, oh drywinged rose,

in my sinking I climb your petals,

my feet weighed down with a red fatigue,

and I kneel in your hard cathedral

bruising my lips on an angel.

 

 

Here I am faced with your color of the world,

with your pale dead swords,

with your gathered hearts,

with your silent horde.

 

 

Here I am with your wave of dying fragrances

wrapped in autumn and resistance:

it is I embarking on a funeral journey

among your yellow scars:

it is I with my sourceless laments,

unnourished, wakeful, alone,

entering darkened corridors,

reaching your mysterious matter.

 

 

I see your dry currents moving,

broken-off hands I see growing,

I see your oceanic plants

creaking, shaken by night and fury,

and I feel leaves dying inwards,

amassing green materials

to your desolate stillness.

 

 

Pores, veins, circles of smoothness,

weight, silent temperature,

arrows cleaving to your fallen soul,

being asleep in your thick mouth,

dust of sweet pulp consumed,

ash full of snuffed-out souls,

come to me, to my measureless dream,

fall into my room where night falls

and incessantly falls like broken water,

and clasp me to your life, to your death,

to your crushed matter,

to your dead neutral doves,

and let us make fire, and silence, and sound,

and let us burn, and be silent, and bells.

 

 

Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on November 5, 2011 at 9:28am

Thich Nhat Hanh is a great master !

thanks for his quote, Eva.

Compassion, Love and Peace for all Beings

Comment by Eva Libre on November 5, 2011 at 2:17am

 

 

This is a very important practice. Live your daily life in a way that you never ... lose yourself. When you are carried away with your worries, fears, cravings, anger, and desire, you run away from yourself and you lose yourself. The practice is always to go back to oneself.”

 

~  Thich Nhat Hanh

 

Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on November 4, 2011 at 6:34pm

Thanks +++ Eva

We are One.

Love and Peace for you and all ings

Comment by Eva Libre on November 4, 2011 at 5:55pm

 

Say, I Am You
I am dust particles in sunlight.
I am the round sun.

To the bits of dust I say, Stay.
... To the sun, Keep moving.

I am morning mist,
and the breathing of evening.
I am wind in the top of a grove,
and surf on the cliff.

Mast, rudder, helmsman, and keel,
I am also the coral reef they founder on.

I am a tree with a trained parrot in its branches.
Silence, thought, and voice.

The musical air coming through a flute,
a spark of stone, a flickering in metal.
Both candle and the moth crazy around it.
Rose, and the nightingale lost in the fragrance.

I am all orders of being, the circling galaxy,
the evolutionary intelligence, the lift, and the falling away.

What is, and what isn't.

You who know, Jelaluddin,
You the one in all, say who I am.
Say I am you.

 

-  Rumi

 

Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on October 17, 2011 at 3:03pm

Comment by Nada Jung on October 12, 2011 at 11:55pm

 

 

Lovers of wisdom, protect your minds from feelings of pleasure, and engage them in spiritual wisdom.

Avadhut Gita

Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on October 9, 2011 at 4:26pm

"There is a space beyond right tinking and wrong thinking : this is where I join you." (Rumi).

Love and Peace for all Beings

 

Comment by Nada Jung on October 8, 2011 at 3:50pm

 

Are you searching for the river of your soul?
Then come out of your prison.
Leave the stream
and join the river
that flows into the ocean.

~ Rumi

Comment by Nada Jung on September 18, 2011 at 10:43am

Take criticism and praise with equal grace.
Never risk what you can't afford to lose.
Don't confuse foolishness with bravery and kindness with weakness.

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