Bad poetry and Just Sitting - blog journey portraying the coarse and subtle levels of the phenomena called Mind-Body

Thursday, September 29, 2011

On the way

On the way
To enlightenment
Falling useless
Amongs the divine

And then it
Just like no-time
At least for several
Points in the deep

Do you hear it
Just like talking
In the night
Of the moon

It sure is there
Just like a token
Down the dusty
Way of thought
Must have sought

Creeping is there
Not for long
As it rises
From the top

Do you hear me
This gray world
Far and wide
Sliding slope
Near the bed

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