Every act of love gives a small backlash of relief
Driven before these storms of disassembly
I stand for a moment, here and there,
and remember words and ideas;
twigs and leaves
in the raging wind of change.
Buddha’s ideas on the separation
of consciousness and ego.
Jesus’ 40 days and nights in the desert.
Casteneda’s search for small tyrants.
Mary Baker Eddy’s discussion of sin and punishment.
Clarity, depression, hanging on, displacement,
the focusing of intent and the mind’s endless chatter.
December comes; massive and gray.
38 years, and for many of them I’ve wanted release
from the bondages of love and maya and attachment.
God, or my deeper spiritual self, or God-less chance
must have found me ready now…
Give me unbending intent.
Give me consciousness, apart from this vessel.
Give me God’s will.
gallagher
04 dec 85
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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