Pedes

Nothing is permanent. ~ Buddha

The Buddha taught
that the foot feels the foot when it
feels the ground, but when I walk
I feel the air of good graces
suspended, the spaces of landscapes
grown & cultivated quietly on the inner
outside of me. Everything which you see
is within me you see;
      you included.
I am not just a foot, hand, eye, heartbeat;
but a mindfulness, a different body-ness:
a small cloud that is repelled by its own
shadow far below on the ground.
I, like all made things, often mistake
the darkness I cast for my own birth.
I forget always that it is the sun
behind me that breaks my
silhouette. That illuminates my
temporary dimensions.
      My skin feels burned pink,
Like Icarus. A nimbus of light: a crown
that I blink, shrink & shrug off.
It tickles my cheeks; sometimes,
      Nirvana makes me sneeze.
Yet, upon my own meter
I shall follow, without slowing -- no,
I shall cut my own path, & go tip-toeing
like a scarab. An Egyptian sphinx
who, nose-less, knows how & why
the wind blows. Do not seek it without,
he said: Peace comes from within. And
how silly; that to remember the way,
I keep looking at my feet.

Reviews

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Wow.. a neverending metaphor of life itself which makes one think:

Do not seek it without,
he said: Peace comes from within. And
how silly; that to remember the way,
I keep looking at my feet.

This is wisdom and beyond we all have the tools and resources to live but sometimes forget the path in which will bring peace and fruitition. Thank you for sharing! =)

[Kelley]

Now that was deep.
Who sits and ponders the wind ones foot
feels before it hits the ground???
I love your writing style Lindsay!
Kind of like being at Castlevania but not......smiles
Gothic but much deeper still.
Neachi like but not Zen.

I loved it and its going in my fav's
Thanks for sharing.

Kelley