The following poem was created
from an email dialogue I had with
Chuck Surface last month.
Chuck Surface last month.
Most of the words are his, some
are mine, and some a synthesis of
the essence of the dialogue. I was so inspired by his message
that I couldn’t help putting the words together in poem form.
the essence of the dialogue. I was so inspired by his message
that I couldn’t help putting the words together in poem form.
I merely played with the words as they sang to my Heart…
He has kindly given his permission for me to post it here…
He has kindly given his permission for me to post it here…
Wilderness Wanderers
We, of the Wanderers Tribe,
wander The Vastness
wander The Vastness
of
The Unknown…
The Unknown…
instinctually
seeking the warmth
and shelter of a council fire.
seeking the warmth
and shelter of a council fire.
Wandering from encampment
to encampment
we recognize the gifts of each;
we learn and are blessed,
but find ourselves
riding on once again
into
to encampment
we recognize the gifts of each;
we learn and are blessed,
but find ourselves
riding on once again
into
The
Wilderness…
As is our human nature,
we seek again and again
for the comfort and shelter
of an encampment
with which our Heart resonates
we seek again and again
for the comfort and shelter
of an encampment
with which our Heart resonates
and our Being finds affinity.
But time and again
the constraints of
the “known” and “accepted”
descriptions of
”reality’ and “truth”
are more than we can bear,
and The Vastness
calls to us…
the constraints of
the “known” and “accepted”
descriptions of
”reality’ and “truth”
are more than we can bear,
and The Vastness
calls to us…
Wilderness Wanderers
will never be at
Peace or Illumined
within the constraints of
any council fire
will never be at
Peace or Illumined
within the constraints of
any council fire
Vagabonds of the Heart,
we are not aimless,
but seek only the Heart’s Truth,
beyond tradition,
beyond definition
but seek only the Heart’s Truth,
beyond tradition,
beyond definition
We know that however much our
human nature craves
comfort
warmth
nourishment
and
fellowship,
these
will not be satisfied
in the encampments…
human nature craves
comfort
warmth
nourishment
and
fellowship,
these
will not be satisfied
in the encampments…
For we are Wilderness Wanderers
wandering the
Immeasurable
V a s t n e s s
of
The Great Mystery
wandering the
Immeasurable
V a s t n e s s
of
The Great Mystery
And
if we are Graced,
we find there
ones such as ourselves…
if we are Graced,
we find there
ones such as ourselves…
Wandering…
Together,
yet in solitude,
we band of Vagrants
sit…
yet in solitude,
we band of Vagrants
sit…
…within and as the Great Mystery…
Unsheltered by
concepts
theories
and
conjecture
concepts
theories
and
conjecture
Nomads by Nature
We are blessed to be
We are blessed to be
simple
Wanderers
Wanderers
Mystic Meandering
January 29, 2015
With Gratitude to Chuck…
~*~
I am going to be wandering in the
Inner Wilderness
for a while,
taking a break from blogging,
refocusing inward again toward the Silence and Love
for a while,
taking a break from blogging,
refocusing inward again toward the Silence and Love
of the Great Mystery, the Inner Cosmos;
playing
in the delight and Joy of just Being – Just
living
Dancing with the Universe -
intuitively moving *with* Life…
Dancing with the Universe -
intuitively moving *with* Life…
Maybe I will find you wandering
there too
in the Inner Wilderness… J
in the Inner Wilderness… J
Namaste
~*~
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