Seek not in sect soul’s quest for quick relief
as narrow road leads to, from, narrow mind,
open tracks which back up tacks to find
respite till Search and Way unite as whole.
None need to feed from need to fire fame’s coal,
match flame with aim in game to leave behind
the past, for first IS last, draws double bind.
Reject temptation’s superficial role,
lip-service lending simply to control
disparities that, poles apart, unwind
when tenets tested cannot be combined
with sentiments sustained, coherent goal.
If puzzle pieces of their own accord
can fit, ‘tis writ, - if not, await reward.
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sects, institutionalized religions, seem like safe harbours to those in fear ... eventually, they will reveal to be disillusioning - in that way, they have fulfilled their role ...
a mature spiritual person is not a seeker, but a finder, so to say - for whom "now here" has greater appeal than elusive philosophical and dogmatic concepts and an intangible punishing God in Heaven ...
after all, all paths lead away from "home" - from what we really are ... the so-called quest leads to nowhere ... once abandoned, the pathless path reveals as "now here" ...
profound reflections here, as usual, I am surprised to see only one comment on this verse so far ...
maa
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Scene and unseen
"now here" when one letter links into another becomes
"nowhere"
enjoy !
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"draws double bind."
That was a good line.
This poem makes me think about things.
Nice job.
Thanks for entering and Good luck! <3
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