I realize
it is at least as likely
that the five ravens circling above my house this morning
care nothing for me
as it is that there is some personal connection
I as a human enjoy indulging in
by calling it a visit
my rational mind realizes they are busy
searching for food
or magnetically driven to the next place they must go
their spins and dives in the wind
are not specifically to show off
for my delight
when they fumble what is perhaps a new dive
for a moment before righting themselves
are they embarrassed?
no, this too likely a projection
of my anthropomorphic
human sentiment
yet
beyond sentimentality
poetic indulgence
and even divination of esoteric meaning
there is something I know
which I have no right to describe
but arrogantly forge on with
because
despite my love of the peace churches
and the integrity of gentle power
in their walk
my radical catholic passion
for a new and just
social order
my love of the purity of
the teachings contained within
Jesus' two commandments
or even my commitment to a quality
of a tantric practice centered in
bodhichitta
there is
something absolute and unmistakable
in a moment where witnessing
the beauty of creation
I hear a bird call differently
the sun becomes my dance partner
and all words fall away
God and Goddess merge
in a mutual animistic
re-emergence
colors brighten
ancient manna-mist
reappears
and the unlimited love I feel
is surely my purpose
on this Earth
where suddenly
neither I nor It
remain
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