Moonlight Sutra (Friday Poet's Exchange @prydefoltz)
2am still drinking
Carlo Rossi Blush
am a lush
Blunt smoke
dances in the
moonlight
Looking over my shoulder
stealing a glance of
Sheena in my eye
Listening to random chatter
am bored, but thoughts
float to my mind
longing for the Nameless
On the porch
in my shorts;
joint glows in the night
Inhale kief smoke
tongue goes numb
exhale thru my nose
into the Tao
I stop to listen
I stop to see
My mind is clear
I know its
time to speak
I search for Sheena
she is in the back
by the fire
She shines on
like a crazy diamond
in space and time
I break up
the pointless nonsense
and began to speak
Allen Ginsberg once told me
"If I was truly enlightened
I wouldn't have anything left to say
I wouldn't have any need to write
I would just float on under the moonlight
because the Tao that can be said
is not the true eternal Tao"
When I tell everyone this
they say, but he died
before you could speak
I just smile, nod and say
"Maybe, but this was just yesterdream"
with a glimmer in my eye
under the moonlight
as I hold my jug of wine
I play the cosmic fool
perfectly
I know the cosmic giggle
that ripples thru time/space
that reality is but a dream
Dreams code my reality
Reality code my dreams
Allen speaks to me in my sleep
Loving the references to Mr. Ginsberg, and this line here:
As if it mattered!
Despite the lofty subject matter - with talk of the Tao and cosmic forces - the way you intersperse it with down-to-earth, personal reflections makes this very engaging.
Almost like, we can't be sure how much is lucid philosophising, and how much just intoxicated musing. You capture a lot of a spiritual angst I think we all feel at one point or another, and the methods we use to quell it...
Very nicely done :)
Yeah that is just it, when slighty buzz you don't get why your friends don't understand bliss, but goes to ", we can't be sure how much is lucid philosophising, and how much just intoxicated musing."
But also think at times totally sober that lucid philosophising is just intoxicated musing, and i should just "climb that dam mountain" =D
This is interesting, although i truly didn't understand some parts
Thanks, yeah am playing alot with words and the idea that reality is but a dream =D
Your poem is wonderful and just what I look for in poetry; the practice of enlightenment through poetic exploration.
But Mr. Ginsberg was lead to make a rushed in conclusion based on the belief that enlightenment can be defined; that it is a finished condition. Enlightenment cannot be defined anymore than the Tao itself. Enlightenment evolves just like the Tao. However and I think this is where Ginsberg got the idea that the enlightened says nothing is that the 'master does much by doing nothing'' this does not mean the master ALWAYS does nothing, only that he knows sometimes it is better to remain silent and do nothing. The master is also a master of energy and achieves much because he can resonate in a certain way and influence his environment. To those lacking in awareness, it appears the master is doing nothing.
Ginsberg may have confused death with enlightenment. Death requires no action but life certainly does:)He may have also confused deep zen with enlightenment. One cannot always inhabit deep zen and evolve as life.
Namaste, Daniel. Again, I loved your poem.