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Cardinals
Mon, 05/16/2011 - 10:51
The first hint of spring,
the Cardinals are singing,
there’s a flash of red
in the budding Birch.
It is the male showing off
to the fawn female.
She seems hesitant
to respond in my presence,
despite my patience.
Not daring to move,
lest I frighten them away,
I wait in stillness,
completely silent ...
And in that timeless moment,
mysteriously,
my infinite self
knows exactly what to do ...
so I walk away.
There are Cardinals
singing in the budding Birch ...
and that is enough.
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red , yellow........ and a birch ....ohhh how i wish our friend ed baronsky to read this...he would make some cofee and paint all night long!
why "it" is "enough" to "your" "infinite self" is amazing..and brilliant!
and you keep on insisting that jumping of the merry go round is not possible!!
that "it" is enough despite there being more is the jumping off the merry go round...OR MORE PRECISELY..YOUR WALKING AWAY IS THE JUMPING AWAY OF THE MERRY GO ROUND!
Now I am not talking about being content with what is..nope...
but making that shift/walking away from the addiction to "what is?" which is nothing but "what is is not truth/real!" to living! GOD DAMN LIVING! the shift to living!
there a lot i need to tell you..and not able to!
but I am not worrying ..ohhh danny ...have a nice "walk"!
regards
ps/ I need not say I loved your poem..so I am not saying it..
and thats what I hate about guys like you..you make us other men too fell all softy softy inside...must be something to do with that TAO of yours!