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The Mathematician
THE MATHEMATICIAN
Although rough
Approximations
Made it look
Plausible
More precise calculations
Ended a bit off
Kept going
Drowning in ego
He wanted
To figure
This conundrum on his own
Madman that he was
Till it reached
It’s own tipping point
Bouncing off
Each other
Suddenly all became clear
Obvious really
The Daily Round: Shadorma
THE DAILY ROUND
Cliff hangers
New every morning
Is the love
Open eyes
Rein in those expectations
Moment by moment
Newborn
NEWBORN
She knows nothing
She doesn’t know that
She knows without knowing
Best not to tell her that though
It would take years and years
For her to recover her grace
Effortless effortlessness
No need for knowing
Unknown knowing
Comments Are Us
COMMENTS ARE US
It is believed by many
The world was created
By a god or a goddess
And we hir creatures
One hand, many fingers
Or maybe two hands
With the one full of light
The other full of darkness
Most of the time it seems
We individuals are hybrids
Putting ever busy hands to
Every last thing imaginable
Building and then destroying
Drowning in our own opinions
Is is what is – Comments are us
Soft Eyes
SOFT EYES
Gave up the transcendental to focussing
To understanding, judgement, discussion
Stuck in a selfness – The way of the dodo
The all too present hesitant typist pauses
This “poet” – As they’re taught to name us
Personally ever wary of such sticky labels
(Checkout-imposed) trumpeting name tags
Declaring an identity at the cost of privacy
Recalls unwished those dread and dreadful
Sogenannten training days back in the day
Those ten plates cunningly kept spinning
So full, so full of oneself one overflows …
Withdraws for still appalled from that melée
Switches to soft eyes* to reflect on the times
We’d rather get caught up as in the moment
Loosing perspective, accessing the message
This is it – Give it some welly – For this is it
For this age is a mess – Often not here at all
Simply living life as life lives us as if aimless
Directionless – God knows who’s at the wheel
No judge beyond the blowup clown up front
Let go of all that – Fight battles all your own
Checking your watch every now and again
And again and again and again till it’s time
To awaken to this smiling, winking
Welcoming bear hug of an acrostic
Having
Opened
My
Eyes
Soft eyes
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*’the soft eyes principle has long been taught as a central precept in various martial arts, like Aikido and Tai Chi Chu’an.
…..“Do not look at your opponent’s sword, or you will be slain by his sword. Do not look into ……..his eyes, or you will be drawn into his eyes. Do not look at him, or your spirit will be ……..distracted.” – Morihei Uyeshiba, Founder of Aikido (“The Art of Peace”)’
The Sunlit Path: Senryu
THE SUNLIT PATH
She follows her heart
Save in the certain knowledge
That it is not hers
Sound Advice: Four By Six
SOUND ADVICE
My adviser tells me
We can do anything
Though the impossible
Takes a little longer
… Reached Your Destination: Four By Six
… REACHED YOUR DESTINATION
At ease with gentle breath
Eyes open, unobscured
Escape unrequired
At peace with what arrives
Wilder Than Us
WILDER THAN US
“All Is One” we’re told
Check it out – Little required
Silence and stillness
Lead to pastures beyond our
Wildest imaginations
