~ COLLAPSING UNIVERSE
I will write the poem of poems
I will sing the song of songs
I will dance the dance of dances
I will play the sound of sounds
But sounds are never half so fair
As when whole music turns to pure air
And the universe dies of excellence.
Poem, song, dance and sound
Fall from their heavenly towers.
Joys walk no longer down the blue world's shore.
All fear another wind, another thunder:
Then one more voice
Snuffs all I feel in one gust.
And I go forth with no more wine and no more stars
And no more poems and no more sounds
And no perfumes and no senses:
While God sings by himself in acres of night
And walls fall down,
And I am free.
posted by daubmir at 16:20
Your Self & Yourself
Have the courage to touch
Your life:
It'll be a first time
For you
And you'll never know
What hit you.
Everything
Man has thought,
Felt and experienced
Is gone
And
Nothing
Is put in its place.
You don't want to be free from fear
All that you want to do
Is
Play games with it
And talk about
Freeing Your Self
From fear.
Your constant utilization
Of thought
To give continuity to
Your separate Self
Is
YOU:
There is nothing there
Inside you
Other than YOU.
When you stop
Moving toward becoming
Something
Other than what you are
Then you are not in conflict
With yourself.
- daubmir
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