Dark night of the senses?
Posted on Jan 25th, 2007
by
Durwin
It's too late, I think -- game over...
can't pump that tire up, and ride on it, for more than a couple days anymore
or so it seems to me
resurrect that old ego-self that knows who it is and is going somewhere
purposive
directed
but flat and mechanical, air escaping fast...
relax into void and feel the fear
not really any other choice
now
God has a hold of my toe, and won't let go :)
can't pump that tire up, and ride on it, for more than a couple days anymore
or so it seems to me
resurrect that old ego-self that knows who it is and is going somewhere
purposive
directed
but flat and mechanical, air escaping fast...
relax into void and feel the fear
not really any other choice
now
God has a hold of my toe, and won't let go :)
Tagged with: flow poetry, darkness, dark night, emptiness, change, allowing, surrender, awakening, God

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Beautiful, thank you Durwin!
:)
Orit
Poetry and Photograph as ONE is about making the right connections - INTEGRAL ART - indeed - “whoever took” the photograph was certainly allowing their god to be god from within - toe holding or not.