Thursday, June 20, 2013

The Veiled Name - Poetic Glimpses

The Veiled Name - Poetic Glimpses 

Teased out of an oblivious state of non knowing
perturbed I gaze into the brightness that disperses itself 
relentlessly into the amidst

Torn away, shredded fragments remain of a self 
that can no longer
deny or agree 

Shorn away are the long tresses of braided comfort
no one can hold on to the one 
that is not

Longer , the breath tries to scream
longer into the echo 
of illusion 

A kind of mourning seeps thought the mist of understanding 
 connecting the search to the searcher until it dissolves 
like acid in the rain 

Fog, veil, hidden 
what is the name 
of this eternal game

.... milliande 


  1. i relate to this post completely as i have gone through a life changing experience in the past 6 months -
    what is the name of this unnamed game is right?
    connection to the source
    knowledge that our original selves are present despite everything we try to do to excavate it or do more to find it. we need only be.
    that screaming breath that seeks to find knowing, the way a bat uses echolocation -
    needs only to become calm
    to allow for stillness
    the stillness that has an astounding ability
    to make us heady
    and yet so firmly grounded
    it feels we are pulled taut in between.
    as we reach for heavens and earth -
    in that most delicate balance of life.

  2. don't know why i ended up with a ? in the second sentence -
    your query is most definitely accurate -

    1. :-)

      I venture to day there is no " need" to either do or be ... it just is

      Yet this "isness is somehow veiled , for reasons that I am yet to fathom ..
      Stillness kind of allows a disassociation with the perceived search , resting in " heady groundedness " .. I like that visual that allows for the push and pull equally

      Life - Human Experience - and still the search for the name of this game :-)


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