dr_con Posted June 14, 2009 Posted June 14, 2009 Rain Koan I respect the sense of impending rain the heaviness, the suspension of self but no rain comes. Are we to call our First people liars? The Rain Dancers just magical thinkers, in motion beneath an empty sky stretching from horizon to horizon an unfamiliar feeling to those living in valleys, earth hiding the curve of heaven except for the myth of rainbows, articulated here as "Everything is trying, to prove the perfection of its own perce- ption" along the bend we can ask, "What is perfection?" Where does it come from and where does it go? In my case laziness is often confused with wisdom- A heavy cloud limits the sky the deer lay down giving in________to the inevitable it begins to rain. Quote thegateless.org
badger11 Posted June 14, 2009 Posted June 14, 2009 Poetry swimming above the limits of thought... badge :0) Quote
tonyv Posted June 14, 2009 Posted June 14, 2009 Yes, the poem has the sense of "everything is the way that it is, the way it should be." Very well written. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic
dr_con Posted June 14, 2009 Author Posted June 14, 2009 Thanks Tony, Badge! My own postmodern koan;-) DC Quote thegateless.org
dedalus Posted June 14, 2009 Posted June 14, 2009 "Where does it come from/ where does it go?" Ahh, where indeed! Now let me show you the face of your unborn child .... your grandchildren, lining up even now to be born. All these things are foretold and already set in motion. All that is required is patience and the suspension of disbelief. In the meantime, as you mention, it rains ... Bren Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim
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