Order— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
I constantly want to put my life into ‘order’.
Regular sleeping, eating, rising, exercising, meditating.
All these to improve my skill at being here now,
all these to focus awareness into my life.
But these are only half-way measures
these are posing to become the pose,
attempts to shortcut to the pervading awareness
but limiting of that which I’d be aware.
But it’s in these rooms and moments, chaotic,
where the white noise of change never sleeps,
that I will find myself ‘aware’
unoposed … untried … unstopped….
gallagher
27 jul 83 – Irvine, CA
Archive for 1983
1983-07-27 Order
Wednesday, July 27th, 19831983-07-27 Awake
Wednesday, July 27th, 1983
Awake
Awareness; so easy to conceive, so hard to maintain
and each time I let it slip I know
sooner or later that I've lost it
when I awake, adrift, again.
No formula will do it, only doing it will.
As the knife hones to the sharpening stone,
so I must go into it ... ever into it
leaving all thoughts of 'it' behind.
Food, sleep, exercise, work, loving and seeing
are but a few names of the places I've slept.
Bhagwan, Jesus, Buddha, Lao Tzu, and Mohammad
are but a few names of those
who have called us to awake.
Here I write to make tangible the meditation
but this paper and ink are not it.
Here I am awake and want to stay so
a baby Buddha crawling towards the light.
gallagher
27 july 83 - Irvine, CA
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
1983-07-29 July in conjunction,
Friday, July 29th, 1983July in conjunction,— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
node on the run
Somedays just seem to be conjunctions
wring you out and test you functions
comes the ticking of the clock
calendar pages…
the motion just won’t stop
And its here that things collide
you’re forced to tell the truth…or lie
its here you come to find the blame
moments cross like arrows in flame
you can’t remember your name
you can feel the days are walking’
expectation/promises talkin’
and you know you’re going to fall
you can here you echos call
your appointment’s up against the wall
so you wait …
so you wait …
and listen to the murmur of your fears
the empty moments shocks are near
and it ALL becomes so clear
you’re here again at the crossroads
you couldn’t let it alone
and now you’ve planned the future’s coming’
but someone else is coming home…
but someone else is coming home…
gallagher
7-29-83 – about Kathleen A.
SJC