Still standing still*
A cool mist of dew from the distance, is seen
A little closer the mountain in reality, from the dream
A dark bluish background is covering like a veil
Those cool dewy clouds floating gently as they sail
More and more I can see closer in the fill
It has exposed itself this giant massive rock, all perfectly still
Dom*Colucci 2011
Dear Dom: Interesting poem! Mind-evoking! Shaking and Shocking Silence! The mountain comes to us when we are still..we do not need to climb because the mountain becomes conscious in our minds eye. We make the mountain by our being still as silence can be; in the centre of the core's constant yin-yang spin. There is only stillness in or near the centre of the loving heart chakra. That is how we allow the consciousness to gather and combine these inner and outer world constant (and noisy motion) undulations.
ReplyDeleteDear Dom, You have nice poems on your blog.
ReplyDeleteHere is a poem of mine:
http://dharbarkha.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-spirit-of-woman.html