Thursday, October 29, 2009
The Mystic and the Keeper
The mystic experiences the world as something
almost otherworldly. Sitting underneath
an apple tree, Mae Tang doesn’t think
about the laws of physics. She sees spheres
of red within a loving universe
dancing about in photosynthetic winds.
Stay with me tonight and understand
the ecstasy of leaves, she gently sings.
Caress the flesh of God with every longing
taste of succulence you take! She falls
upon the supple ground and sleeps a dream-filled
sleep. While passing by, the orchard keeper
picks the apple from her open hand
and takes a mindful bite. This is such
a good and juicy apple, he observes.
~Son Rivers 2009
rev: L14 mindful for knowing
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