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(who's there?)
BUDDHA!
(buddha who?)
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Monday, February 11, 2008
O Sister! My Sister
[First voice: Osiris speaks to his beloved Isis; second voice: Luke speaks to his sister, Leia Skywalker; third voice: we all speak with one voice; fourth voice: this self-evident Awareness of Becoming.]
My sister is my Goddess;
My sister is my Wife.
My sister is my Princess,
For w h o m I bear all
S T R I F E!
My sister is my Mother!
Beyond w h o m
There is no
Other.
In sum, O Sister! my Sister! my Sister is my
L I F E!
My sister is my Goddess;
My sister is my Wife.
My sister is my Princess,
For w h o m I bear all
S T R I F E!
My sister is my Mother!
Beyond w h o m
There is no
Other.
In sum, O Sister! my Sister! my Sister is my
L I F E!
O Brother! My Brother
Washington Poets Association
(First voice: Isis speaks to her beloved Osiris; second voice: a
caregiver speaks to a retired pilot; third voice: we all speak with
One voice; fourth voice: .)
My brother is my God; yes,
My brother is my Husband, too;
My brother is my Pilot,
For w h o m I am
Ground c r e w .
My brother is my Pater, He
Who rhymes with Mater in Water;
In sum, O Brother! my Brother! my Brother, He is
Y O U !
(First voice: Isis speaks to her beloved Osiris; second voice: a
caregiver speaks to a retired pilot; third voice: we all speak with
One voice; fourth voice: .)
My brother is my God; yes,
My brother is my Husband, too;
My brother is my Pilot,
For w h o m I am
Ground c r e w .
My brother is my Pater, He
Who rhymes with Mater in Water;
In sum, O Brother! my Brother! my Brother, He is
Y O U !
This Old God
Washington Poets Association
[To the tune of "This Old Man"]
This old god
He played Man
He played Man
But then began to harden, stiffen--
Lost his Sister soul!
Let's see old god gently
Home
This old god
He played dead
A crown of soulthorns 'pon his head
Hey god! Wake up! Enliven up in there!
All you're suffering is your nightmare.
That's a good god, give that god a bone
Let's see old god gently
Home
This old god
Hurts so bad
He too often
Gets too mad
Hey god! Wake up! Enlighten up in there!
All your suffering is our nightmare
That's a good god, give that god a bone
Let's see old god
gently
H o m e
[To the tune of "This Old Man"]
This old god
He played Man
He played Man
But then began to harden, stiffen--
Lost his Sister soul!
Let's see old god gently
Home
This old god
He played dead
A crown of soulthorns 'pon his head
Hey god! Wake up! Enliven up in there!
All you're suffering is your nightmare.
That's a good god, give that god a bone
Let's see old god gently
Home
This old god
Hurts so bad
He too often
Gets too mad
Hey god! Wake up! Enlighten up in there!
All your suffering is our nightmare
That's a good god, give that god a bone
Let's see old god
gently
H o m e
Sound of Divinity, Resounding
How many Buddhists does it take, anyway,
To make a revolution?
NONE: change comes from Within. The very same Voice
That is Now
composing these thoughts
Sounds them in your head as you read them.
So who's
This? Or This?
A Silent voice that has always spoken
Louder, much louder than words.
Our Voice now sings the Universe Electric. It is
the stated goal of Western science: to capture this energy in a bottle,
In a nuclear bomb, for example, or a vial full of a life-saving drug.
So who's in charge, here? Who's Voice is
this?
The Voice of Divinity, resounding, or
just a machine?
dp
To make a revolution?
NONE: change comes from Within. The very same Voice
That is Now
composing these thoughts
Sounds them in your head as you read them.
So who's
This? Or This?
A Silent voice that has always spoken
Louder, much louder than words.
Our Voice now sings the Universe Electric. It is
the stated goal of Western science: to capture this energy in a bottle,
In a nuclear bomb, for example, or a vial full of a life-saving drug.
So who's in charge, here? Who's Voice is
this?
The Voice of Divinity, resounding, or
just a machine?
dp
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