Take refuge in this moment.
Ephemeral, unknowable, it isn't what it seems.
In the madness of delusion, we seize on certain certainties,
but like a photograph of memory,
reality dissolves into disconnect if you look too closely.
Nothing is what we think; it's more interesting than that.
So rest in this moment, which is passing as we speak.
This is Buddhism-inspired poem is a Sunday Scribblings post.
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Beautiful.
February 12, 2012 at 12:01 PMA buddhism-style poem, is it? How interesting.
'reality dissolving into disconnect'..fantastic line..and so true..looking too much is always a risk..you write so well Ann..I always leave your writing feeling amazed..Jae
February 12, 2012 at 12:35 PMNice one!
February 12, 2012 at 1:27 PMRest so inviting yet perhaps when invited to it we will fight tooth and nail. Awesome words you have written.
February 12, 2012 at 3:17 PMThis is another one that might need to find a space on my wall! Nicely done, Ann!
February 13, 2012 at 5:25 AMThis is beautifully written! I admire your style.
February 13, 2012 at 4:15 PMI love the line: Nothing is what we think; it is more interesting than that. This is a great piece and we really should enjoy the moment.
February 13, 2012 at 9:45 PMI like the bit about it being more interesting than that.
February 14, 2012 at 11:01 AMPost a Comment