Walls Come Down

personal spiritual poetry

Thursday, 12 March 2009

the sun dries the crops,
open,
out there

drying,
the crops, dried
drying
in the open
out there

the sun is glistening
(on surfaces)
out there

Nathan at 10:31

Nathan: The blog: It is what it is. I hope to bring people back to themselves- to who they really are. But only they can know that. This is a movement away from thought, to feeling. It is a move away from structures in which distractions are embedded. Both in writing and reading, we are peeling away at what we are not. What's underneath? What's underneath? We need a willingness to see things directly, for what they are. Through the words, I hope to signpost to a feeling beyond the words that each of us can come to know through direct experience. I hope you like it, but perhaps that doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you 'understand it' or not. It's more about what you feel. Comments welcome!

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