The Only Object of Worth
21-6-2011
We are all one in the light of sun
The silence of the vibrance at heart of the one
The infinite, ultimate, consummate peace
The endless, precious essence of all life
The simple, silent, spacious, gorgeous glory of god
The centre of nowhere, the edge we come from
Every creeping, crawling, flying, walking creature on Earth
Knows there’s nothing needing knowing but birth
So keep your speaking teacher preaching truths of the heart
Seeking to keep the fire lit in your hearth
Yearning for the learning on the journey that starts
When returning to the burning of love
So wean yourself off meaning, clean your awe of the words
There’s no sense in seeking substance, all you’ve heard is absurd
Experience is all there is, and all thinking is false
You are a product of the process of life
So when you wonder why we are where we are now
Pretending to remember tiny truths were allowed
Sidling, shuffling, slipping downhill
Into the tiny, turgid torment of will
Instead meander to the magic, music of mirth
The majestic, mystic movement that always comes first
The constant, conscious current, that comes from the core
The well-spring of all wellness and awe
The root that feeds the fruit that seeds, the source of all the deeds
The breathing, breeding beauty that is under your feet
The miraculous, marvellous, mountainous Earth
The only true, real object of worth…