THE WISDOM OF ART by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine

 

THE WISDOM OF ART

The rain
Is steady
As I let
The dog in.

Playing with her
I activate
Tender hemispheres –

Just unwinding
In the nothingness
Of being –

The Divine
Reaches down
Like a hand

And lost,
Or perhaps found
In peaceful
Afternoon

I seem
To reach
Through
Earth’s atmosphere –

Catching
A glimpse
Of the expanding
Universe

In my mind

So I am torn –

Should I slip
Inward
Touching soul

Or should I
Be content
With materialism –

What side
Am I on?

Seeking,
At least,
Artistic balance,

I write words
Guided by Spirit
The way
The moon
Creates tides

And I find
That everything
Is mingled

Though living
Without inward
Searching
Is like
Perpetual sleep

So I feel
The tension
Like a worn rope
But with mindfulness

It is mere
Puppy scratches,

Healed by
This inward
Lightness.

Human beings
Are in perpetual
Conflict

Appearing as
Animated
Cave drawings

But as
Thought reaches
Nonthought –

Producing dusk,
Waiting to be
Reborn,

I find
In my words
Radiant hints.

Life
Without
Universal Love
Is like
Being stuck
On a stone

But as my
Pen glides
Like an enzyme
Of God

I slow
My consciousness

And find
That the cosmos
Lovingly

Grasps my hand.

 

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