[Thespiritexpress] Poems

[Riantee Rand]

At Toni’s request a poem by Jan Richardson read to the Mastery group on Tuesday 

Look



Look, the world

is always ending

somewhere.

Somewhere

the sun has come

crashing down.

Somewhere

it has gone

completely dark.

Somewhere

it has ended

with the gun

the knife

the fist.

Somewhere

it has ended

with the slammed door

the shattered hope.

Somewhere

it has ended

with the utter quiet

that follows the news

from the phone

the television

the hospital room.

Somewhere

it has ended

with a tenderness

that will break

your heart.

But, listen,

this blessing means

to be anything

but morose.

It has not come

to cause despair.

It is simply here

because there is nothing

a blessing

is better suited for

than an ending,

nothing that cries out more

for a blessing

than when a world

is falling apart.

This blessing

will not fix you

will not mend you

will not give you

false comfort;

it will not talk to you

about one door opening

when another one closes.

It will simply

sit itself beside you

among the shards

and gently turn your face

toward the direction

from which the light

will come,

gathering itself

about you

as the world begins

again.



And here is the playful one I intended to read before I found ‘Look' 

 

Curiosity Killed the Cat

 

A cat became very curious

and inquired

about why humans needed special sounds to describe

what was so obvious,

about why they transformed food 

when a meal came all prepared as one caught it 

and best ‘as is,’

and why this, and why that. . .


That excess of curiosity killed the cat

and turned it into a human.

The human cat couldn’t help inquire more and more,

into the nature of things,

the nature of reality,

and this inquiry

brought on the question

of identity

and the true nature of Self.

 

Being aware of cat consciousness

the human cat recognized its own curiosity

as the curiosity of everything present in everything,

that unending curiosity

that brought on

the curiosity

of being a human creating its own unfortunate reality,

but also of being a cat

killed by the sudden awareness

of having a feline body

in space and time

a body that could transform into human form

in-forming the cat

about its power to create

whatever it desired

and the curiosity to try it out.

 

And that was the beginning of heaven of earth.

 

 

 

 

 
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