They call it Brahman, Consciousness pristine
the Self or Being, Essence of I Am
“That” - which, by eye of wisdom, can be seen
when intellect becomes translucent gem
Substratum all-pervading, shore-less sea
all rivers merge in Thee, leave form and name
instead of ring or necklace, gold to see
impermanence renouncing, Truth to claim
Yet mind loves to create duality
and separates the knower - knowledge - known
attached to body-mind-identity
veils Sun by thought-clouds ,Vision to postpone
Awakening is freedom from the mind
let water merge with water, Peace to find
Author notes
"ordinary man claims freedom OF thought -
the sage enjoys freedom FROM thought"
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- THOUGHTS by Pisces rainbow.
1950 points, ended July 27, 2008, 13 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Pile et Face Bile Efface - Two Sides of Won Coin
Duality for some seems too restrictive,
two found sees ever three around the bend,
while th[r]ee or four for vision full predictive
slips out of double-bind, Caudine Fork end.
One runs round rings as circumnavigation
leads up the garden path to cul-de-sac
back from the lead to lead weight, one track station
upon examination back to back.
That intellect becomes translucent gem
depends upon perception of the light,
light touch or shifting shadows could condemn
transparency as self-sustained delight.
Peace dreamed has seemed a goal for men to grock,
yet water has been known to spring from rock !
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Some preach to teach, some teach to reach that peace
of mind which grants release from contradictions
which stem from/through those demons which won't cease
from finding ways to channel predelictions.
Thus may one put the question ? Motivations
as means to end or end to means become,
where meaning's tied to sole anticipations
for soul realeased, and contradictions dumb.
Set stratum sure itself stems from perception
at one specific witnessed point in time,
Time's fickle sickle acts as interception
to store, shore up, rust, dust, pour rime on rhyme.
See 'soulful sonnets' listed may appear
as much self search as selfless current clear ...
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Hello Maa. Congratulations on winning the Gold Trophy. Your video is working now, as I managed to check it out. Peacefully read, but then I wasn't expecting anything but, hahaha. Sounds like you have a Austrian-German accent. My regards.
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duality,
we unaware create conflict, create burdens.
we clutter our minds with illusions
and trap ourselves in chaos.
the further we walk from the truth,
the harder it is too see it.
we seperate ourselves from the source.
the wisdom in your words go beyond any I have every read.
to simply be, to embrace, to merge within ourselves into one.
let water merge with water.
instead we walk against the current
flawless wisdom, unique
I can not put into words how much I love this write,
thank you for entering
may God bless you always my friend...
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Hello (won't say your name as this is in a contest).
A musical write, has a serene delicate feel to it, you have a way of putting yourself into your work well, which I feel a writer or any form of artist has to for it to convey and evoke in another. I will also say, is duality here for us to reject and walk the middle way, or for us to decide which way we go?
I can’t get your video to play, not sure why, I shall check again at some point. Anyway, a tender soulful write, and your Author Notes, hit the nail on the thoughtless head, hahhaa.
I wish you the best of luck in this contest.
My regards.
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Something to contemplate. If is a joy to read your words and enjoy your strong poetic form and tones
it is even a greater joy to watch you perform your readings!!!!!
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Just like freedom from known, freedom from mind.What creates duality is known.Known is self.Rivers merge their identity to become ocean..enlightening poem 'Maa'(mother).
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Your words create a thoughtful concept
and in themselves are a "translucent gem."
Aesthete
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A Masterpiece!!!
Now I've gotten an education tonight, Maa... This poem is very enlightening, and reflects the person you are - deep within your beautiful soul. I love the sonnet style, my personal favorite. Great job!!!
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All truths are imbeded in our soul. We have never had to reason them out. All we need do is seek enlightement, where the meer thought of what we seek will bring about the manifestation of what ever knowledge we seek And yes Sonnets are new for me, but I c
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People would be so much happier if they could learn to grasp this concept completely... The ego does it's best to keep this from happening because it fears that would be the "death" its being... when the opposite is actually the reality of the matter... How you managed to get this into a Sonnet form, is really blowing my mind!!! hehehe! I'll have to come back to see Ameras comment... In fact I will probably come back to these pages more than a few times!!! Awesome piece!!!
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I love this. I love the metaphor of treating knowledge as water, which will all flow together, rather than as a solid structure we build from it. I tend to think the AN is missing the word "conscious" because to have no thought is to be dead. To have no conscious thought is to be completely tuned in to the natural order of things, in the unconscious. I think this is what the sage is seeking, not death, right? Or am I nitpicking?
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to be free from thought is death - only for the ego ...
we tend to focus our attention rather on the objects (thoughts) than on the subject (space between thoughts) ...
the sage is not identified with his/her body-mind-organism, and knows him/herself being the spaciousness that needs no objects in order to be ...
(consciousness is not dependend on the objects that appear and disappear within it - yet the objects cannot exist independently from consciousness) ...
when we meditate like a river merging with the sea, we experience our true nature free from the idea of an individual identity ...
being free from thought does not necessarily mean having no thought ... this is almost impossible ... but instead of, as usual being identified and searching a sense of self in the thoughts we attach to, we know ourselves as being the field of consciousness (or if you like the image of a blank screen), where thoughts (the images) appear and disappear ...
to discover the insubstantiality of thought is to be free from thought ...
I hope this sheds some light on the question ...
maa
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Interesting author note. I guess between the two, I'm lucky I'm an ordinary man.
I won't pretend to understand all that, I never have. I'm sure it is a higher state than my dense brain can grasp. Oh, I understand the words, its making sense of the logic behind them, but like I aid, I'm not a very swift thinker.
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you are right : the brain can't grasp it - but YOU can ...
you are not your brain
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Marion, I can only think of 7 letters to describe this work......
A...M...A...Z...I...N...G.
With a master’s touch you have woven deep philosophical thoughts into a breathtaking sonnet!
Ovations!
Marianne
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a visit and comment from you mean more than you can imagine to me ... your voice, I don't hear it coming from "without", but from within me ... this happens with very few souls ... but you know what I mean, don't you ?
much, much love,
marion
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The freedom from thought comes through the senses.
Learning to feel and not to think.
Like the way we close our eyes to smell perfume.
Or when we kiss.
No thoughts pervade, only emotions and a deep sense of being alive.
Wonderful stuff!
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the senses and watching the breath are wonderful vehicles that guide us to unconditioned awareness ... yet, once reaching the other shore, we leave the boat behind ...
thank you for your wonderful visit, brother
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I wouldn't know even how to start a poem like this. Not only the form would make it difficult, but specially the thoughts involved with it. I can't quite well grasp what is my mind, but I do find myself smiling and nodding when I read your words. You always leave me feeling 'light'
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like a flower made of void
Take guard now outside mind’s enchanted gate
Be like a cat who by the mouse-hole dwells
For rising thoughts within your mind just wait
And render powerless hypnotic spells
You soon will state that there’s no single thought
Emerging from the mouse-hole of the mind
The stream of endless thoughts returned to naught
In restless thinking you’re no more entwined
You see, the mind is like a fearful thief
It silently sneaks in while we’re asleep
But, to our great and uttermost relief
His company is very hard to keep
Since when a thief is seen, he runs away
For other sleeping guards his role to play
- maa -
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This is a satisfying sonnet, especially as the couplet unmakes the complications of quatrain 3. I know there is "Substratum all-pervading", but it is impossible to tell someone that it exists when no senses perceive it. Well done, good luck!
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This is a pure delight to read as it is in perfect form and the metaphysical topic is both educational and soothing. I likey!
Love,
Amera
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Hey Maa
It's a gem. You know my weakness for Hindu philosophy. This is beautiful. I know its depth of thought. Once again, someone has submerged deep thought into an English Sonnet. I don't have a criticism. I just want to enjoy it. These entries are mind blowing. I think, I'll go find a Bodhi tree and become one with it
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Absolutely drop dead gorgeous sonnet style, so captivating, lovely lovely rhythm.
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J'entends ta voix! Je comprends ce que tu veux dire. C'est un poème formidable et plein de la paix, calme mais très fort.
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