"uncaused" poems
without the humans
pedaling along like
ants following paths
the redwoods still stand
still and mighty and feeling
the faintest breeze and dampest
touch of the birds nestled between
branches
never moving unprovoked or uncaused
they wait for nothing because there is
nothing to a redwood but the earth and the sun and
the rain and the ants still pedaling between grooves in her
hardened flesh, no wringer so efficient and wise *******
fallen water and moist air through the tips of toes and out into
the world above the wood ceiling so green and full and bourgeoning
life into the lungs of the moving types unable to stand still and breathe
and watch their god turn miracles by unspoken stories of growth and sheltering
persistence and resolve to manufacture life and color from dirt and water and air so
quietly respired
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 1:17 AM UTC
without the humans
pedaling along like
ants following paths
the redwoods still stand
still and mighty and feeling
the faintest breeze and dampest
touch of the birds nestled between
branches
never moving unprovoked or uncaused
they wait for nothing because there is
nothing to a redwood but the earth and the sun and
the rain and the ants pedaling between grooves in her
hardened flesh, no wringer so efficient and wise *******
fallen water and moist air through the tips of toes and out into
the world above the wood ceiling so green and full and bourgeoning
life into the lungs of the moving types unable to stand still and breathe
and watch their god turn miracles by unspoken stories of growth and sheltering
persistence and resolve to manufacture life and color from dirt and water and air so
quietly respired
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 3:22 AM UTC
We're living a Dangerous Life,
tiptoeing on the Edge of a Knife.
What will come and take you in
The End?
Will it come from Behind
Or from Around the Next Bend?
Are We Here,
Really Here
Now?
...
The Everpresent Present
The Eternal,
The Undifferentiated,
dao
...
The Way of the Eagle
The Way of the Sun
The Way of the sweat
of the Toiling One.
The Way of the World,
The Way of The Track,
The Way of the Scorpion who rode
the Frog's back...
The Ways of Old We've left Behind
The Ways of New We must
Now design...
The Laws of the Jungle
And the Laws of Gods
and Men.
The Laws of Those Whose Land
We're In.
The Laws of Physics and
The Laws of Time.
The laws of lawyers and
of Organized Crime.
The Uncaused Cause,
...
And The Uneffected Effect.
The Unpolished Flaws,
And the Unfinished Project.
The Unwritten Rules and
The Unspoken Code.
The Unwitting Fools and
The Untraveled Road.
The Final Frontier,
And the Promise it gives...
The Things We Create
and the Life That Outlives...
The Dawn of the Century,
The Dusk of Mankind.
The birth of Something New,
Of a limitless Mind
Or is it really New?
Or was It done before?
And who is
the Ultimate Authority
on the Universe's lore?
And is Novelty
all that we aim to adore?
What about the Nothingness that came from
Before?
Did it have some Great Big Colorful Blob to explore?
Did We sunder the Stasis
forevermore?
...
Is there One God,
or an Infinitude?
...
What does it mean
to Truly Be
"The Dude?"
Or
Maybe the Many make up the One,
And from the One All
Things flow?
...
Have these Thoughts been Thought before?
How am I to know?
And
How about We Just Be
Good to Each Other
And
Help Each Other grow?
Feb 14, 2022
Feb 14, 2022 at 11:17 AM UTC
The snow came down silently
flickering underneath streetlights
and although the night seemed quite serene
my feet dragged across the ice
I shivered uneasily uncaused by winters spite
but rather the notion of saying goodbye
A grief I cant disguise
I saw your figure approaching me
as my heart let out a sigh
little did I know that vision would
haunt many long and lonely nights
I looked into your swollen eyes
and tried my best to make it right
But we both knew all to well
that if that pain was withheld
It would explode and poison our minds
That last kiss was greatly missed
my lips ached for weeks sometimes
and as I watched you walk away
my heart was locked in dismay
unsure of how to survive
to this day my mind goes back to that
place much like a sad tune becomes entangled in your mind
The night when the earth seemed to stop all together
The very worst night of my life
Oct 1, 2012
Oct 1, 2012 at 6:20 PM UTC
You were always asking if I was alright
Reply was always " Yes, I'm okay"
But deep down something is wrong
Believe me, my intentions aren't to lie.
Please just leave me out of the limelight
I don't know why, but I can't take on the day
I cannot be strong
This unknown pain beginning to preoccupy.
Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 12:29 AM UTC
***Of vital importance
in this our time's moment..
To realize
with living transparency
the only-ness
of Consciousness..
Separation dissolves
in the realizing
and is superseded now
with uncaused joy...***
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 12:09 PM UTC