| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 01/30/04 at 10:41 PM I LOVE the title! And your descriptions, "she sat perfectly balanced on the zafu matching every breath the ashram poised in nag champa" - what wonderful vibrant imagery. I love your words and how you weave them....but I must confess (shyly) that I can't seem to make out the lesson...I'll have to come back when others have commented hahah! :-)
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| Posted by Rusty C Arquette on 01/31/04 at 01:20 AM Namaste..sim sala bim, bwana..in truth there is jest there is truth..and life is like a beanstalk, isn't it? - You wrapped my happy Buddha brain in the ever expanding enigma that is life, the universe, and the gleam in the eye of the child who knows it all - Groove - Wisdom, bro' - RCat-man-do |
| Posted by Amy Niggel on 01/31/04 at 04:46 PM Great poem definately made me smile this morning. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 01/31/04 at 05:14 PM excellent piece... thought provoking and just my style... blessings :) |
| Posted by Robert Cameron Hazelton on 01/31/04 at 06:05 PM Hey JD, this is very deep. I like how it's laid out and of course the subject. Outstanding!
RCH |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/31/04 at 06:48 PM this speaks and yet retains the integrity which is silence. I too, Jadi am perplexed by the lesson which is the poem. Perhaps perplexity was the desired effect. And yet attempting to scratch with my limited claw at its meaning, I can only venture to guess wildly or domestic at the shamrams meaning, the two have something central in common, in that both minds and boxes are filled with something, one with content and the other with emptiness. |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 02/01/04 at 12:32 AM One can get lost in the perplexity of this question, posed so well here in this form... |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 02/01/04 at 07:16 PM yes, the letting go of ego part of meditation is the hardest, yet if our minds are active naturally our ego is let loose as well, creating all sorts of problems. if our mind is empty then there is no self to have ego and the box is full of an ego self-contained, not showing, so therefore invisible. if i'm getting this correctly. nice work, and i love nag champa (house currently smells of it :) |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 02/03/04 at 02:38 AM you are simply amazing...that's all i dare to say... |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 02/04/04 at 01:26 PM Wow. Jadi... this is incredible. Both facets are true depending on how you view them... this is absolutely mindbending. |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 02/23/04 at 05:35 AM I am afraid mine is the other way around. Fun
poem Jadi...Charlie |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 03/05/04 at 02:20 AM Esoteric, yet a glimpse of light found in the last verses. There is mystery to life, there is freedom, there is Pandora's box! There is also Truth which those who "seek will find". |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/07/04 at 04:10 PM Love the title, and a very thought provoking piece indeed. Excellent line format as well; helps deliver the goodies...or badies, depending on how one looks at it. |
| Posted by Siri Lipscomb on 03/12/04 at 08:45 PM Welcome back. It appears your hiatus allowed your seeking self to expand the inspiration you continue to exude. How wise in your simplicity. Meaning be damned. Freedom once tasted is never forgotten, is it? Peace to you, wondrous brother. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/18/10 at 09:42 PM I invite your muse to have oolong with my muse. Seems my muse is awestricken like me love |
