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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”)’

Soft Eyes: Tap Into The Power Of Your Gaze.

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

The Ultimate Conspiracy Revealed

The Ultimate Conspiracy Revealed

… 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

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