Listen.
May
14
By Bruce Fugett
Aware?
Without flaw,
the Universe
unfolds.
How can we forget
when it has brought us
this far?
What makes us fail to see
this Perfection,
this Divine Wisdom,
this Infinite Precision?
Maybe we are blinded
by false impressions,
by attachment to thought,
by mental resistance.
Our experience:
Clouded.
Our understanding:
Distorted.
The Key:
Openness.
How can we live in Harmony
with each passing moment
without acceptance?
How can we find our place
in this Sacred Song
without Love?
Aware?
Listen.
1 comments:
This is a poem that I've been working on. I was trying to see if I could write a poem without any imagery and have it still make sense. I realize that it is somewhat vague, but that was the point of it. I was tying to make it open to each person's individual interpretation and not alienate anyone.
What do you think? Does anyone have any suggestions on how it can be improved? I'm open to anything.
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