Colour & Sound
permeate porous conscience
saturating & reverbating
awash & adrift
infiltrated by rays of light
pure & impure
sharp & dull
hard & soft
from the East there shines both a brilliant blue light & a dim white light
in the Mirror there shines both a brilliant white light & a dim smoky light
from the South there shines both a brilliant yellow light & a dim blue light
from the West there shines both a brilliant red light & a dim red light
from the North there shines both a brilliant green light & a dim green light
aware of every noise in this impermanent realm
a cacophony that banishes even an ideal of silence
the roar of oceans the creaking of forests
claps of thunder the rippling applause of the audience
the clash of shifting tectonic plates
controlled demolition of skyscrapers
incessant babble of voices
bird song & whale song
barking & mewling
screams & howls of pain
sighs & moans of pleasure
susurration of waves
sound of metal impacting against concrete
those pure bright piercing brilliant lights
sharp and hard
of blue white yellow red green
arising
in the Eastern Extremities
in the perfectly polished Mirror
in the Deepest South
in the Western Reaches
in the Farthest North
I desire their light
attached to their promise
but I am afraid
of their pure bright piercing brilliance
their razor sharpness
their diamond hardness
the impure dim soft dull lights
of white smoky blue red green
beckon hazily
but I hear someone I knew
someone who cared for me back then
say mantras tantras & sutras
so I abandon all attachment
to those impure dim soft dull inviting lights
even when the multi variegated rainbow splendor radiates forth
I turn away
to wander inwards
to wander downwards
in the bardo
a limbo
this new different intermediate state
poetry
Luminosities
Where am I?
In the clouds
Grazing the highest mountain peak?
Or deep underground
Towards the core,
Agarttha or Shamballah?
Or being cut out
Of a concertitined vehicle
On the central meridian
Of the motorway ?
On the periphery of vision:
Up North,
Rising East,
Down South,
Setting West,
Spreads a clear luminosity;
Unable to even bear glimpsing
Let alone meet face to face.
Somehow I failed to recognize
The pure bright piercing brilliant light
For what it was, is,
Forever will be,
The vividness of the essential realm,
Blissful, empty infinitude
Without centre or circumference.
Rent apart with fear
I escape,
Wander inwards
Hoping to remain afloat
In a life always in flux
Speeding and fleeting
For even just a second longer.
Dimly I realise
That is different,
A new state,
Intermediate,
A limbo or bardo.
Confusion reigns
Although I am beginning
To be freed from the constraints
Of the body and its demands,
The constant wearying suffering,
I cling desperately
With my drifting consciousness
Attempting to piece together
Shards from the broken mirror of memory
Slicing open my mind;
So when the dazzling luminosity dawns again:
Far North,
Eastern Extremities,
Deepest South,
Western Reaches,
Once more I turn away,
No other option
But to descend further downwards,
Always down.
Blow-Out
Blow-out
drivers side front and rear
choose in the instant
for it's a matter of matter
rollover
or crash-collide into barrier
relax the mind now
though without doubt
this is going to hurt
more than mere words
can ever say
either which way
but whatever will be,
will be
so pray for me
pray for my liberation,
after all, who knows
I may still hear you
even after everything
has been said and done
White Retreating Waves

White retreating waves
upon the infinite shore;
froth of a daydream,
all the passions, all desire,
just a faint trace of spume.
Except For Name

Empty as the sky
on the ideal summers day,
still as the waters
of a distant mountain lake,
nothing here, except for name.