Thursday, 26 February 2009

Alienation

Show me the path to take me home,
for my map is not of this land,
though born of its soil,
it is strange to me,
why I am here?
Set me free from doubt and fear.

Show me the guide who will lead me there
for I know you not,
though I have lived with your ere long
you are strange to me,
why am I in your life?
Set me free from loss and strife.

Show me how to leave my mind
their voices haunt my dreams
though they seem to know me well
they are strange to me
why do they hurt me so?
Set me free from grief and woe.

Show me my father’s house,
for I crave his healing touch,
he knows who I am, and who I was to be.
though he sent me here
I no longer know why
Let me free; let me die.

Thursday, 12 February 2009

Sestina

It is the ultimate illusion,
said the sage to the mind,
to seek the lessons of life,
in the archive of knowledge;
if you wish to know the secrets of the soul,
look inside you to the heart.

Though I knew this in my heart,
I continued to live the illusion,
I ignored the song of my soul,
I succumbed to the call of my mind;
safe as I thought in the knowledge,
that I was in charge of my life.

So 43 years of life,
went by dismissing the heart;
years of gathering knowledge,
weaving, deceptive, artful illusions;
slowly entrapped by my mind,
slowly starving my soul.

But one can’t forever ignore, the quiet voice of the soul,
the meaning of life after life
the meaning of mind within mind,
the ache of the lonely heart.
Although it takes time to see the illusion,
it indeed takes time to acknowledge,

the sense that it’s not about knowledge,
but is a quest for the soul.
to see through the illusion,
that we have no answers to life,
to find truth is in heart,
not in delusionary mind.

So pray not be entranced by your mind,
pray not be a seeker of knowledge.
Fall in love with your heart,
dance a waltz with your soul,
finally shatter the illusion
that you know all there is to about life

So as I now watch the illusion of my mind,
Trying to understand life and the soul,
I know true knowledge lives in the heart, and I no longer seek.