…I am a man, and
My empty mind is a road map!
-Lordlumiel the Wise
Sand Castles
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "Zen is Now" c. 2000]
i think i’ll build a sand castle
to be my mime
to make a parable of
this timeless time…
i am what i am which
is altogether nothing standing
upon the shores of a naked
beach-naked save my pondering
frown
listening with one ear to
the sound of the waves lapping
to the loneliness of my heart beating
to the rhythms of some ancient universe
a visionary!
Ezekiel waiting with
teary eyes for the fiery-wheeled chariot
to reclaim him once again
redemption too far for me now
too far
now only the sighs
and the rustling ocean wind
i am what i am which is
altogether nothing
like the grains of sand underneath
my feet warming my toes
the current pulls and the eddies flow
pulling the sand and the earth
and the seaweeds below
o.k.
i’m not the enlightened one
no salvation…
no touch but the
gritty sand in between my toes
wait a minute…
i hear the rush of wind
a cloud dark but luminous descends
and lo!
it’s Ezekiel’s chariot! a tugboat
hauling lobsters
no…
remember, no matter how much
the waves ebb and flow
it adds up to the same
…nothing
like the sum of all
the atoms in the universe
am i the universe?
and, alas! i know
why stars give up their souls
and burst spewing forth
cosmic dust like grains of sand
forever more
like my scattering thoughts
upon the ocean shore
out…
into the great void
that was the curve of time
i think i’ll build a sand castle
to be my mime
to make a parable of
this timeless time…
My empty mind is a road map!
-Lordlumiel the Wise
Sand Castles
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "Zen is Now" c. 2000]
i think i’ll build a sand castle
to be my mime
to make a parable of
this timeless time…
i am what i am which
is altogether nothing standing
upon the shores of a naked
beach-naked save my pondering
frown
listening with one ear to
the sound of the waves lapping
to the loneliness of my heart beating
to the rhythms of some ancient universe
a visionary!
Ezekiel waiting with
teary eyes for the fiery-wheeled chariot
to reclaim him once again
redemption too far for me now
too far
now only the sighs
and the rustling ocean wind
i am what i am which is
altogether nothing
like the grains of sand underneath
my feet warming my toes
the current pulls and the eddies flow
pulling the sand and the earth
and the seaweeds below
o.k.
i’m not the enlightened one
no salvation…
no touch but the
gritty sand in between my toes
wait a minute…
i hear the rush of wind
a cloud dark but luminous descends
and lo!
it’s Ezekiel’s chariot! a tugboat
hauling lobsters
no…
remember, no matter how much
the waves ebb and flow
it adds up to the same
…nothing
like the sum of all
the atoms in the universe
am i the universe?
and, alas! i know
why stars give up their souls
and burst spewing forth
cosmic dust like grains of sand
forever more
like my scattering thoughts
upon the ocean shore
out…
into the great void
that was the curve of time
i think i’ll build a sand castle
to be my mime
to make a parable of
this timeless time…
