ruminations iv

The mystery does not get clearer by repeating the question,
nor is it bought with going to amazing places.

Until you've kept your eyes
and your wanting still for fifty years,
you don't begin to cross over from confusion.
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Awe is the salve
that will heal our eyes.

And keen, constant listening.
Stay out in the open like a date palm
lifting its arms. Don't bore mouse holes
in the ground, arguing inside some
doctrinal labyrinth.
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Learning to let go.
Forgetting to grasp at God.
Easing into the gentle grip of the One.

Ceasing the idol-making business;
the god-inventing fantasy.
Saying fewer words,
and listening to deeper silences.

But, still I am active
in rest.
Desire is awakened, no longer dulled
by the pressure of attainment.
Need and want are one
in contentment and wonder.