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But Upon Deep Dark Hues Alight
by Brian Francis
The ocean waves are tossing the foam down on the beach,
as they have for eons and yet to come.
The clouds are held suspended across a gilded sky,
a copper haze blossoms from the sun.
Shadows, growing longer, drawing in the night,
darkness flows as daylight ebbs away.
Nighttime comes upon me and darkness swallows all,
colors fade from pastels to shades of gray.
Deep in meditation to bless all sentient beings
a light burns bright alone, in nothingness.
Enlightened, seeking solace in the true reality,
like a spark, realize the truth and disappear.
An ocean of yet becoming, almost but not quite,
ebb and flow within, and all around.
Blessings ever flapping or spinning round and round
cast out upon the whole of that what is.
In circles without beginning lives repeat the course-
in ignorance and forever they will spin.
The ocean waves are tossing the foam down on the beach,
as they have for eons and yet to come.
The clouds are held suspended across a gilded sky,
a copper haze blossoms from the sun....
08/27/2003 Author's Note: Also called - Buddha
Posted on 08/27/2003
Copyright © 2024 Brian Francis
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 08/29/03 at 03:48 PM Magnificent earthy images that really convey a feeling of permanence in nature. The structure of the piece shows a wonderful cycle that mimics the content. Very well crafted. |
| Posted by Don Coffman on 08/30/03 at 01:45 AM Exceptional painting of mental imagery, and though the repeated stanza in its entirety may not have been needed, it's very effective at fitting in with the sense of days and eons continuing on indefinitely. |
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