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INTERNAL LANDSCAPE (7-9-01; Galveston Island, Texas)
my internal landscape
and horizon
seem destined to evolve
not just
the ceaseless stimulation
of my renegade mind
seldom stagnant
yet at times
erupting in conflicting directions
forward here backward there
now something new
is coming up
something good astir in me
transition time i sense again
as i seem to find myself
moving into a new
phase of growth
ive sought and prayed for oft
but have also
put off for years
although i no longer feel
quite so completely lost
it seems im traveling now
towards some brighter
new clearing
here in the midst of all my
entangled misunderstandings
and emotional complexities
once lost in a forest of fears
where i kept myself
trapped for years
always seeking
to find some way
back out into the sunlight
of what is really there
everywhere
in everything
behind the surface trickery
of my misconnected mind
somewhere within
the great black hole s
stubborn choke hold grip
on my blind restless ego
in all my elongated despair
despite the intuitive hinting
of something beyond all i know
and my spinning compass imagination
it appears i have almost lost sight
of my truer goal
in the open spinning dizziness
of so much distracting convolution
forgetting i am already there
at that calm clearing in the woods
which has always been right here
just behind where ive been looking all along
sadly in all the wrong directions
where it has been too seldom
that i have chosen
to simply close my eyes
to all i see and know
and look instead within
rather than by doing as i much too often have
by only turning around to look behind me
from where i have already come from
been and gone
just long enough to pause
from all the continuous running around
in the marathon race of my mind
to stop look listen
let go and breathe
beyond what silence i may find inside
with no other expectation nor intention
than paying closer attention
to its guiding stillness
wherein through being
more patiently mindful
and ever hopeful
that that transcendent
shining moment
may still yet come again
when my sense of simply being
may finally slip up
at long last
into what true being
actually looks like
actually means
into more clearly seeing
more everlastingly knowing
what true enlightenment
awakened being and living
experientially is
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