Why mind becomes arid
Instead of vineyard
Seed takes eternal time
to foment and germinate,
Is it trodden upon?
Like many feet on clay
A soft tender virgin
turned into,
hard impervious stone.
Author notes
Mind become invulnerable with kneadings
A contest entry
- Something Different by Exodus.
525 points, ended March 10, 2008, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This was certainly different from all the other writes. I'm not really sure what to make of it to be honest. It leaves with with an impression but I don't know what that impression is. If I'm making sense
Thank you -
Very well done brother. Good luck with this one too in the contest. Hope that you do well
Redwingspirit
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several metaphors come into my mind while reading your poem : one is told by sri ramana maharshi, when he speaks of a seed that has been put into a frying pan, and will not sprout and grow (the roots and tree of ego) anymore ...
the second image is that of a pot made of clay which has to be put into the fire in order to be made waterproof ...
like the meditator's (or non-meditators
) body through the (non-)practice of onepoinedness ...
a great lesson in spirituality, my bhaiji
didi maa
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