words used
to describe
what? exaclty?
the edges of an ever expanding universe
moving as it does
to the ever expanding edges of forever
starting at the core
of the big bang
spirit lovers
loving
one
another
in whole
reverberating
ecstasies
of yes
i remember
i remember
put this firmly in the past
long for
just the reverberations
now
the ripples
from where the rock
has allowed itself
to drop
all the way in
same day
this missive
same day
the coconut rattle
at the end of the trail
of webbed universe
falls
on the chocolate mixer
what happens?
he remembers
when he was the coconut?
i was the train?
he fell into the ocean
of chocolate
that made a world
of yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
some explosive
beauty
that shattered the fractal
universe
of love
elizaBeth Benson's poetic journey through her daily life as an artist, mom, spirit, lover, human being
Showing posts with label enso. Show all posts
Showing posts with label enso. Show all posts
Monday, August 31, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
the thing i brought to class on the first day...
she asked
if they were
carved
in tibet?
where did i get that,
she asked?
fourth street
maybe it wasn't tibet
she mentioned
iron thing
heavy
molten
melted together
entwined
lovers
hugging
themselves
back into
one ball
like
and not at all like
the buddha
contemplating his own
navel
turning back
into
the enso
of all life
snake eating its
tail
its tales
spinning in
sacred dance
around the center
of connection
interpenetrating
life
living itself
out loud
and alive
in the rich joy
of his now
of this now
a gift
for my
hymn
of endlessness
it weights the papers
it waits the promise
of eternal
love
loving
itself
in and
out of
time
if they were
carved
in tibet?
where did i get that,
she asked?
fourth street
maybe it wasn't tibet
she mentioned
iron thing
heavy
molten
melted together
entwined
lovers
hugging
themselves
back into
one ball
like
and not at all like
the buddha
contemplating his own
navel
turning back
into
the enso
of all life
snake eating its
tail
its tales
spinning in
sacred dance
around the center
of connection
interpenetrating
life
living itself
out loud
and alive
in the rich joy
of his now
of this now
a gift
for my
hymn
of endlessness
it weights the papers
it waits the promise
of eternal
love
loving
itself
in and
out of
time
Labels:
buddha,
endlessness,
enso,
lovers,
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