GloriAH's Spanda!!!!! July 8, 2014 Sunrise

“You can't help sharing your Treasure.
For when the glories of spanda,
The dance of Shiva and Shakti,
Stream out of your sparkling eyes,
Your delighted face,
Your every gesture,
The word "teacher" loses all meaning...
And teaching gushes forth
To nourish everything in its path.”


Written  by a Friend for another Friend  

http://www.spanda.org/origin.html

Above:  predawn...looking  back towards road from atop sand dunes path to the beach

Oh, make no mistake,
There is no "enlightened" or "awakened" one here,
Only a fellow Vagabond, like you.

Any seeming assertions,
Stated with seeming certitude,
Are only questions in disguise, certainly.

For Here, though the Heart is Illumined,
There is no "Knowledge", whatsoever,
Of this Great Mystery.

It's not that the Mind has been denigrated,
Or relegated by the Heart as irrelevant.
The poor fellow is simply... irremediably... Stymied.

There are times when the Unknowing,
Is more than my Friend can bear,
And he leans his broken head upon the Heart's shoulder.

Tears are shed, among many sighs,
And ancient ages of frustration poured out,
To a Heart listening Sweetly.

In time, sobs diminish to whimpers,
A long sigh... a deep breath...
And the Mind's Quest for "Understanding" begins anew.

"Yes, I feel much better now.
I'm a new Mind! Renewed! Invigorated!
This... Life... can't be so difficult to grasp!"

After a long life,
The Futility of "Knowing" is known,
But the poor fellow is as he is.

Heart and Mind, Love and Surrender.
Heart and Mind, Love and Surrender.
Heart and Mind, Love and Surrender...

Love... and Surrender.

Chuck Surface
www.GardenOfTheBeloved.com


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