Paul Jones

Paul Jones Apr 2018

The fall of a great tree has the power to take down others.
A clearing is made in the forest and new life fills the space.

#sema #fall #of #*** #great #tree

Paul Jones Apr 2018

Sēma - 3 -

A drop of ink does not need stirring to be diffused in water.
A drop of ink becomes concentrated when the water evaporates.

#sema #drop #of #ink #in #water

Paul Jones Apr 2018

Sēma - 2 -

Rain does not fall forever but where it is stopped, there it continues.
Trees will not grow forever but when they die, death is not the end.

Sēma is an ancient word for 'sign'. The poetic form Sēma points to signs of change in nature. Using intuition and imagination, a Sēma's meaning can have a human context. To know nature is to know humanity, for they are one and the same thing.

#sema #rain #tree #fall #grow #forever #continue

Paul Jones Apr 2018

Sēma - 1 -

A small pebble is placed in the stream. The pebble is carried away.
A large pebble is placed in the stream. The water flows around it.

Sēma is an ancient word for 'sign'. The poetic form Sēma points to signs of change in nature. Using intuition and imagination, a Sēma's meaning can have a human context. To know nature is to know humanity, for they are one and the same thing.

#sema #pebble #place #stream #water #flow

Paul Jones Mar 2018

Dyad - 102 -

Too lost to turn back. Time covers its tracks.
Voices go unheard, stolen in the wind.

11:00 - 26/03/18
State of mind: calm; reflective.
Perspectives: natural; philosophical; social.

Thoughts: from thinking - about the problems that arise when a community is broken up, society becomes divided and people no longer understand one another.

Also from watching the film Jane - about the primatologist and anthropologist Jane Goodall - and this passage from the book, The Tibetan Book of Living & Dying:

'Obsessed, then, with false hopes, dreams, and ambitions, which promise happiness but lead only to misery, we are like people crawling through an endless desert, dying of thirst. And all that this samsara holds out to us to drink is a cup of salt water, designed to make us even thirstier'.

- Sogyal Rinpoche, Patrick Gaffney and Andrew Harvey, The Tibetan Book Of Living And Dying (London: Rider, 2008), p. 21.

Questions: None.

#dyad #voices #go #unheard #stolen #in #the #wind

Paul Jones Mar 2018

Dyad - 101 -

As chaos abounds, I look to the dark
and distant grey clouds. Their weight is with me.

16:15 - 15/03/18
State of mind: patient; waiting; worried.
Perspective: personal.

Thoughts: none.

Questions: none.

#dyad #silent #with #waiting

Paul Jones Mar 2018

Fog

My eyes are heavy, drawn into the ground.
Moisture gathers, forms a drop on my nose.
Knackered, bowed and kneeling, I knit my brow
and wonder where the unknown, west road goes.
When I raise my hanging head, I feel for
the strength to rise up, stand and carry on.
I have looked inwards to see through the fog
because the signs that guide me have gone.
It is a struggle to walk in the mud,
Whilst cold and weary, with my clothes sodden.
My thoughts are hazy but a strong heart should
not fail me. My faith is not forgotten.
Aimlessly dragging hope alongside despair,
a feeling leads me, I do not know where.

10:00 - 03/09/17
Sonnet - 31 -

#sonnet #fog #struggle #uncertainty #faith #hope #strong #heart