The walls of our prison are
error, judgement based on error,
flaws, behaviour out of flaws,
pain, aggression from anger,
and the little self with closed eyes.
The door of the prison is
wisdom, to see goodness even in pain,
the key is love.
We will stay in the prison
meditating on the walls and the door
until light knocks them down.
It is wise to love,
this is enlightenment.
The secret is that this prison
has no roof.
Author notes
Thanks to my holy muse and the contest host for inspiration.
A contest entry
- The Key To Enlightenment : Love ? Wisdom ? Both ? by maa.
543 points, ended April 6, 2008, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think.
Comments
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What a wondrous poem ...
with much to contemplate ... I am in awe ... the exit lines gave us the True Source of both Wisdom and Love. There is no limitation to Divine intervention and no barriers inside His prison of protection.
Congratulations and blessed be -- always.
Love
Myra
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Thank you for your insightful reading and comment Myra. I like the way you have expanded on my metaphor.
Congratulations to you for your trophy.
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a wonderful metaphor here : I love the prison without roof ... I sometimes like to write about prisons without doors, but actually, they have no walls, therefore no doors
your option is even better, especially because it gives us the option to venerate the door of wisdom or open it through the key of love ...
but those who actually lift their heads, have found the direct path !
thank you for this delightful entry,
maa
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Thank you maa - you are right too, the walls of the prison are only as solid as we make them.
The last two lines were a flash of inspiration that came after the rest was finished - the light is flooding in for those who look.
Thank you very much for this lovely contest and for the HM.
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