I Surrendered to knowing Nothing,
And learned to Love the Wilderness,
Though the mind continued to Wonder endlessly.
The Crushing Immensity of Not Knowing,
I was moved by Compassion for it,
And sought a path of Wisdom.
In villages laid out this way and that,
Walled about with "knowledge" of the Unknowable...
~~~
I Surrendered to being Adrift,
In an Ocean of Solitude,
And learned to Love the Rudderless Way.
The Depth and Breadth of that Solitude,
I was moved by Compassion for it,
And sought a path with Heart.
In villages laid out this way and that,
Walled about with "devotion" as each defined it...
And walked again into the Wilderness.
~~~
To this Wilderness Life,
To Not Knowing,
To Love Shining without object.
The Crushing Immensity of Not Knowing,
It no longer twists and turns as one obsessed,
But gasps, Dissolute, in Wonder.
The Depth and Breadth of Solitude,
It no longer seeks another,
But falling into itself, gasps in Ecstasy...
Chuck Surface
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved
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I Surrendered to knowing Nothing,
And learned to Love the Wilderness,
Though the mind continued to Wonder endlessly.
And when the mind could no longer bear,
The Crushing Immensity of Not Knowing,
I was moved by Compassion for it,
And sought a path of Wisdom.
But I found myself unable to live,
In villages laid out this way and that,
Walled about with "knowledge" of the Unknowable...
And walked again into the Wilderness.
~~~
When I found myself without faith,
I Surrendered to being Adrift,
In an Ocean of Solitude,
And learned to Love the Rudderless Way.
And when the Heart could not bear,
The Depth and Breadth of that Solitude,
I was moved by Compassion for it,
And sought a path with Heart.
But I found myself unable to live,
In villages laid out this way and that,
Walled about with "devotion" as each defined it...
And walked again into the Wilderness.
~~~
Heart and mind have Surrendered,
To this Wilderness Life,
To Not Knowing,
To Love Shining without object.
When the mind cannot bear,
The Crushing Immensity of Not Knowing,
It no longer twists and turns as one obsessed,
But gasps, Dissolute, in Wonder.
When the Heart cannot bear,
The Depth and Breadth of Solitude,
It no longer seeks another,
But falling into itself, gasps in Ecstasy...
As I walk again into the Wilderness.
Chuck Surface
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com
www.facebook.com/InTheGardenOfTheBeloved