Monday, September 8, 2014

On Transcendentalism...

I feel your presence in awakening...
I smell your scent in the morning air.
The sounds of the sunrise are your voice,
And the Breeze is your spirit awakening.

The rising of the Sun is your smile
The warming of the Earth is your Love.
Joy is the noontime energy
Unbridled and strong.

The late afternoon heat
Burns in my soul like your spirit.
The fulfillment of dinner
Replenishes me like your thoughts.

And at night, when all is quiet
I can relax only if I do in your mind.
And my dreams are yours.
Where two worlds intertwine.

In every sunrise, sunset, blade of grass, tree and rock
I see you.
In each brook, breeze, bird, cricket and frog
I hear you.
In each flower, rain, spade of earth
I smell you.
And in every smile, handshake and embrace
I feel you.

I cannot escape you or leave you.
Even if I wanted, even for a moment....
Because life itself reminds me of what I share and feel.
Because your very essence is embodied in my world.

My attention does not waiver,
My desire does not fail.
My curiosity is never sated.
And my wonder never ceases.

You are not my world,
The world I inhabit IS ... You.