If there ever was that one word,
if you ever only needed the one second to say it…
One morning, above the single line of trees,
where once the spirit of the eternal thought had dwelled,
where all that ever was or had to be, sat by the opening,
a simple icon now lights up the earth below.
I’d speak, if only I had something to say.
I’d listen if there only was the simplest sound.
There is no sound and there are no words.
Where the mind goes there can only be silence.
If only I could tear up my doubts,
my thoughts
and
all that fits between the lines, the border of all sanity,
blow it off,
grind it down,
and scatter all of it across the wind.
It is not fullfillment, nor ease or even peace…
only pure emptyness… of words,
absence.
Nothing to say… nomore. No Substance or essence,
no nature of things or purity in unity.
Only… light.
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Hello, Yseult, that was a pretty downhearted impression I received from your entry. But never mind, just because at the present moment you’re unable to look beyond the corner, it doesn’t mean that the way doesn’t go on there. Some things take their time to maturate and you will only have to wait for them to bear fruit.
So while waiting do something else. Like writing another piece, a poem or what ever comes to your mind.
Sincerest regards Eckard
Dearest, it’s been a long time since we had a talk and I am quite astonished that you came to read my blog. *blushes* Thank you for your kind thoughts and encouraging lines. It is true, the ‘road goes ever on and on’ to quote the great immortal soul of JRRT. Sometimes the doubt just need draining, like a bad wound… sometimes this is the only way to really get rid of it. And sometimes a simple word can mean the world.
All the best to you !