Archive for the ‘Christchurch’ Category

2018-07-12 – Sweet change

Thursday, July 12th, 2018
 
Changing, always changing
   and I am blessed by it.

I found myself wondering
   if the tears that fall so easily now
are actually just bliss pouring through me
   as I feel the magic in this life
evermore embracing me
   in its flow.

That a deeper mystery is speaking
   through my heart as I accept it all
even as my understanding of the physical
   recedes away in proportion to how much I know
      of the creation around me.

I am feeling something that
   the mental me cannot touch.

Something that caresses me
  as a lover's hand would.

Something that laughs 
   at my understandings
      and yet loves my sincerity.

Something that whispers to me
   that I am mortal
and yet loves me so much
   that I do not care.

Belissimo existence,
   changing, ever changing
      and I am so blessed by it.

gallagher
Christchurch
11 Jul 18

— Copyright 1965-2018 by Dennis Gallagher —

2018-07-16 – Word Birds

Wednesday, July 18th, 2018
 
Flocks of word-birds fly through the sky 
trying endlessly to configure themselves as indicators 
pointing to the sky and away from themselves.
They whirl and swirl in beguiling patterns. 
But, finally, exhausted they retire to land and rest.
And there's the sky. 

gallagher
Christchurch
16Jul18

— Copyright 1965-2018 by Dennis Gallagher —

2018-09-14 – Lucy Risin’

Friday, September 14th, 2018
 
A look into the endless pool of now.
   No sense of coming and going - just this. 
      The upwelling of is-ness, a fire of bliss.

Every attempt to speak or write is
   a stone of impermanence
      thrown into the pool. 

I know this place, I come here often;
   though the eruptions of bliss 
      are gentler.

Separation implies will.
   And will implies difference.
      And from difference comes non-enlightenment.

'It is what it is', why be anything else?
   And can we be anything else, 
      except through illusion?

You can merge, but you lose reason.
   And you can have reason 
      but not the bliss of merger.

Everything can just be.
   But only we humans 
      can reason and forget both.

But we should reason 
   and remember
      that we are also existence.

And that all we have to do to fall back 
   into the pool of bliss and being
      is to cease thinking and differentiating.

Creation is both beautiful and brutal
   and with these lives 
      we can choose.

gallagher
14Sep2018
Christchuurch

— Copyright 1965-2018 by Dennis Gallagher —