Follow the Yellow Brick Tao
To bring you to this moment of now
See clearly
That words appearing
pairing and sharing
Their meanings
Their caring
They all arise
When you gaze quietly
As does the uncarved block.
Did you ever notice
That thought
‘What was I thinking’
Or ‘What was I going to say’
And wonder where
Did the previous train go
Or from where
Did this one arrive today?
Do you notice the space between
As I did last week when thinking
And happened to glance behind ‘mind’
Prising between the sliver of silver coated reflect
To see the me-myriad that colours each thought
And how an old dialogue had been replaced all a-new
The evolute all swift and tidied up
More aware
More open
More light
Then from that space
It showed me just right
That words just be words
No matter how poignant
Whether the cadence was a constant
Or kept changing like crazy paving
That real power remains
In the hidden potential
The unlimited benevolent wealth
Of the word that awaits……
Like time never does
To flow in to the hand
That wields the power
Of the mighty destroyer
Or beneficent creator
And did you notice
That we keep thinking, rewriting, stalking our scripts
Over and over
The grooves are so worn
Stuck in them
Or torn between them
Wanting the new
Haunted by the old
And every so often
Delicate enough to be bold
Did you perchance ever catch yourself
Aware
That you just keep filling
Without a care
Feeding and regurgitating
Around and around
Until no more man kind
We fell so deeply
That we lost the vision to keep
That last piece of wisdom
That last drop of nectar
We have filled with
And spilled all
The spoils of parents’ toils
Did we stop to notice
It all arises
From the space
In between, behind and beyond
What we think
What we know
And this
My Dear Darling
This
Is
What I love
About the uncarved block………
