Wednesday, September 30, 2015

A quickly composed poem

Years ago
Something shifted within me
Looking on I was puzzled and disappointed
Seeing what appeared to be a degradation
A lessening, a falling apart.

Now, seeing glimpses of Jim before the fall
I remember a bit of that time.
It was an odd time
Growing and shrinking simultaneously
I am still in a process of change

It is very interesting to observe my own mind
To watch emotions arise and depart
Like tides on the sea
Sometimes deducing their origin
And often being surprised by their appearance.

Emotional knots constrict the flow of prana
Untying them can be painful and explosive
But what other way is there than up?
Tightening the knots leads to a loss of consciousness
Which is the pain of denying  pain.