On this journey there are no oars
Struggling hard to settle upstream
Life they say is complicated with a difficult dream
Striving and placing to try to catch up
Once it is fulfilled the milk spills out of the cup
Crying and crying striving to live
There is not enough for anyone let alone from me to give
But wait a minute I am coming through the wrong doors
Ah yes Now I know
It is time for me on this journey to throw away my oars.
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When striving finally spills the milk
The look it gives creates a tilt
It sees the failed as a need
More control to create more speed
Away from the perfect up the stream
That effortlessly leads into the dream
The struggle to create the perfect
Leads to the illusion soon forfeit
To really get anywhere
Just let the spill be there.
Sammy…look you made a sequel of my poem..and addendum to a flow that needs no anchors because it will sink into deep Awareness…as usual enjoy*
May you live in peace and harmony surround you always(+)
Dom*
Dom & Sammy!
Here you go again ….. keep it up! Love your poetic dances.
From,
Junnie On the Side Lines
Watching, loving, laughing
in a giggly happy way
when you 2 are interacting
it really makes my day!
"Oars to you!"
I loved both you and Samuel's poems, Dom. My brother and two sisters and I were talking about going with the flow as opposed to against it and thus the ensuing struggle it creates. Even the intent of "trying" is in a way a struggle. Just let go and flow, however, wherever you are taken with no struggle, no aversion, no trying, no directing–just flowing with the stream of life.
So it was our discussion that inspired my intent today–may it be.
Love you,
Gayle
Queenie Smiley..it is the Waltz of the Blue Danube and the Danube has just bursted from the seems and Now must be able to wear Spandex to keep the flow from spilling out and dancimng its way all over Germany…enjoy my love*
May you live in peace and harmony surround you always(+)
Dom*
Bodhirose..that word try..if that comes in my life instead of try I stand in stillness as it is better to achieve then to try..It reminds me of a convict "trying" to climb over a prison wall when the gate is right in front of him…enjoy*
May you live in peace and harmony surround you always(+)
Dom*
Dom, I love the way you flitter from the serious into the ridiculous in such an artful way. Your cleverness is like a shiver up the spine.
Love,
JunnieStarSmiles
Dominic,
see you sometimes somewhere, for I have given up oars long ago. We met once, may meet again.
Love
Rouzanna
Queenie Smiley..get ready for take off from ground zero..we have lift off from a Kundalini "head"ing for the Zero Field….enjoy whoohooo***
May you live in peace and harmony surround you always(+)
Dom*
Rouzanna, you are very wise but the reason why they gave up the oars is because Now they have gas powered engines for any kind of boat and you can steer your course any where or take your course anywhere that college will accept it…LOLOL…enjoy it from the gut*
May you live in peace and harmony surround you always(+)
Dom*