| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 12/07/05 at 09:00 AM The idea of this poem transcends eternity and infinity. Like molecules and atoms, life flows together and apart, time and again. Although not directly stated, the concept here embodies love. Added to my favorites list, Ashok - its simplicity soothes my spirit.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 12/10/05 at 02:56 AM We are all in space in continuity, but not in time. It is the marriage of space and time, filling all the spaces/gaps in the dimension of time that will allow us to walk from moment to moment. Here is where space and time will then merge, at the subject’s experience of time’s continuity, his attention never jumping but remaining in tact. And here he will find his past erased as he and his experience become seamless...as the observer becomes the observed as ONE experiencing not the dualism of states. The most beautiful aspect of this poem is that you take it even a step further, showing that two people can in the same way also become one when they merge themselves together with intention, growing as a result of the shared understanding, walking hand in hand both following and both leading, both struggling together. In this way they themselves can also experience each other in continuity, becoming seamless, one not knowing where one begins and where the other ends. Filling in all the gaps between them in space, and filling all the spaces of time which barricade them from living in timelessness. Together they can discover LIFE through LOVE. Then even these will become as one, life becoming love and love becoming life. No past, no future. Just an eternal moment LIVING aware immersed in joy and beauty, hand in hand, together in togetherness without fear. No man, no woman, but both as one, the lovers becoming the LOVE. That’s what I saw in this most beautiful and profoundly simple piece of yours. Highest marks to you Ashok.
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| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 12/17/06 at 07:33 AM The poem is in space --here on the page, the reader is in time, reading it. In that act we become one-- seamless in the union of the poem in time and space..in one sense the reader fills the gap between the writing and the present-- and with the power of the poem (as there is here) the reader is taken into it so that the past and future are erased... and there is a "seamless" union. |