Continuum - The Dawn
I tried to present in this poem what Jiddu Krishnamoorthy said about Birth & Death. Am I successful? Am I clear in this expression?
The Suicidal sun rises again
radiating his life to the terrain.
The sun was there upon the curve of waters
before I caught sleight of his light.
My heart rocks as the breaking colours
pass currents in brooks of my veins.
Wonder I again of the quiet vastness
of the obscure farther horizons
where the world crouched rolled into itself.
The deep blue waters crinkle and sparkle
--A sea of disturbance unfathomable.
The scene that portrays the rays
the sand water wind and skies
take birth by every sun
bring a fresh strangeness in me I'm newborn.
This continuum aligns the thoughts,
the glories of elements that fuse.
Vibrations of volatile Earth
penetrate my soul, levitate my Being.
I'm sublimated in the space
--the space to which I never belonged.
--A revelation of an immense Nothingness.
Then I am lost
in the eternal waves of Time
that dawns and dawns.
The Dawn: By Moise Nicu (Own work) , via Wikimedia Commons
The continuum: By THEBLITZ1 at en.wikipedia , from Wikimedia Commons
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"Thought is time. Thought is born of experience and knowledge, which are inseparable from time and the past. Time is the psychological enemy of man. Our action is based on knowledge and therefore time, so man is always a slave to the past. Thought is ever limited and so we live in constant conflict and struggle. There is no psychological evolution. When man becomes aware of the movement of his own thoughts, he will see the division between the thinker and thought, the observer and the observed, the experiencer and the experience. He will discover that this division is an illusion. Then only is there pure observation which is insight without any shadow of the past or of time. This timeless insight brings about a deep, radical mutation in the mind"
~ Jiddu Krishnamurti