a man
played a song
in my dreams last night
it was a eulogy
a homage to a life lost
it was a simple song
softy sung
but powerfully prosed
i woke weeping
mourning a man
that I never knew
mourning a song
that no longer exists
This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.
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a single blade of grass
dances in the wind
to the beat
of the ever-present moment
i sit
and listen
to the song
until nothing
but the song
remains
wind rustling
traffic rumbling
heart beating
dogs barking
birds chirping
people talking
brain thinking
eyes blinking
body breathing
mind perceiving
just sitting
just watching
just listening
just being
here
just being
now
just…
now
now
now
now
now
now
now
a wisp of smoke rising
more substantial
than rock
the knowing
the knower
and the known
are one
all labels fall away
i never was
yet
it always is
there is nothing
but the music of the ever-present moment
there is nothing
but now
freedom from form
freedom from i
spy the lie the moment i die
what’s left but now?
no one to wonder why
listen closely to the sigh
of the inner eye
as it fails to find the individual i
oh my!
don’t cry
this is all there ever was my guy
awaken
the dream is over
there is no one there to be shy
and nothing to deny
you never existed
it was all a beautiful lie
a cosmic joke
played by the eternal i
testify to the truth that words can only imply
there is nothing but now to clarify
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This poem is from the book, ‘Poetry from a Dark Night of the Soul’.
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