Monday, February 23, 2009

looking in the window instead of out....



Our mind's eye,
captured by earthly hues of tangible landscapes,
stuck on skeptical yearnings
binded by ribbons of muted colours
never reaches the realm beyond intellect....
where wonder reflects streaking possibilities
where enlightenment relieves tired wisdom.

Our mind's eye,
sensitive to the image of awakening dreams
desirous of leaping elysian light
filtered through a prism of
peace, calm, divine silence....
thirsts for clarity from a parched soul
fatigued by the constant barrage of unresolved anxieties

Light does not end. It does not sleep.
It rests, held hostage by mortal angst....
by worry, distress...
by hardened sensibility...
It awaits illuminance,
ignored by an unsettled conscience.
It glows within the darkness of the mind's eye
like hypnotic sirens languishing in a lullaby

Light's humility wants to shine its spectral rays onto new ways of knowing, feeling, seeing. Images remain faded and aged, unless we learn to untie ourselves from our old ways of doing. Ironically, the key is to stop trying so damn hard.

5 comments:

paulwchambers said...

Love isn't finding a perfect person. It's seeing an imperfect person perfectly... it takes a special kind of window....

Awareness said...

paul...and through that special window one sees what others may not....a place to take off masks one is afraid to live without and can't live within.

perfection is overrated really isn't it? in fact, its a crazy, crazy goal which will never be attained.

I didn't realize what I was truly writing about until i read your comment. must've been the mask?
thank you for your set of eyes...

Marja said...

Oh how beautiful This line "filtered through a prism of
peace, calm, divine silence" made me even very peaceful inside. You must publish your poetry Dana It is wonderful

Awareness said...

thank you Marja...I honestly didn't know if it worked at all. It was like I kneaded it too long and too the rise out of it.
I am glad to receive your feedback. thanks.

JP/deb said...

Wonderful poem Dana! I love how you used light as a metaphor for awareness and enlightenment. Making space for what we don't know by not getting trapped in what we do know ... that's the trick, eh? Beautiful images, wording and ideas. xx, JP/deb