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Pain Is An Honest Truth

 
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annaruiz



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PostPosted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 3:48 pm    Post subject: Pain Is An Honest Truth Reply with quote

(A video to enjoy too: (Can't supply the food and the drink;-)

no goyoutube.com/watch?v=57xGN0bGkhk

Pain is an honest truth,
like scrawny Sepia branches
straight out of a Tim Burton scene,
it stretches deep into my dreams and
tugs and tugs at me until it pulls me out,
shakes me by my shoulders at 2:00 in
the morning,
I am time-worn in my 60th year, so I walk
downstairs make a pot of coffee enough for
four cups, having noticed once again,
I only have to make
my bed on the side I sleep on

I still wonder sometimes if my bed
is cold and lonely on the other side

but I have an opening line for this poem now
and my
coffee is hot,
I've always known how to
brew a good pot of coffee,
in this, I am much like the bone rattlers, scattering
fragments and shards upon the red clay earth
to divine a fortune that is as of yet,
unseen
and like all humble beginnings
silently
melts in the crucible of some unknown dreamer

this early in the morning I can only
think of barely-remembered heroes,
unlikely saviours such as the one Provost speaks of,
how a guy named Arkhipov saved
the world

did Vasily awaken that fateful morning with a pallor
of dread, of some unsung, unheralded pain
and did he even have a nickname
on that submarine given to him by a parent, lover or friend?
Truth is, I haven't stopped thinking about Arkhipov,
how one person can hold the fate
of the entire world in a moment of making the right decision.

how blind justice really is.
How easily it could have been the wrong one.

and I think about Chaney,
in all his rich white upper crust Republican bravado.
he's looking forward to being a grandfather you know.
his lesbian daughter and her partner of 15 years are expecting.
I try not to make distinctions about many things,
using the L-world as an adjective in front of daughter
is a little uncomfortable, and I'm quite certain he doesn't use it
privately
though the world news does.
though the ironic humor of family ties breaking through
the constraints of a perfect and self-righteous Christian world
doesn't escape me even at 3:00 in the morning.

though we live in a country that allows unmitigated circumstances to
continue in lands where blood and sand meet anonymous families
twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

here

the argument about Creationism versus Darwinism
couldn't be more absurd in these matters of
allotted time in a place where time is counted in bodies
flown home in flag-draped pine boxes
and angry, screaming men and women filled with horror
and weeping eyes,
eyes that always seem to usher in memories of one tawny,
nearly dead lion in a Sarajevo zoo
or the unfathomable children's eyes of Mengele's experiments,
innocent victims of crucifixations that will never be in anyone's
bible.

how DO we make the right decision based on lies?
clueless,
we fly by the seat of our pants along with the pigs of our jesting
inconsequential selves.

my bare feet are getting cold on these hardwood floors,
and my right shoulder aches
more and more as I type these words on my laptop,
smiling at Larry's new found
prevailing interest in biology,
"Professor Epston" far removed from Southern Korea,
teacher of English, now of a gated community in California,
singer, songwriter, sitar and guitar player, poet, mystic and friend.

I'd like to introduce Provost to Epston,
let them talk about methane-eating
bacteria. I'll just watch and listen.

I wonder if this time a Poet Saves The World,

I wonder if one of us could teach the world the
word: Namaste

"I honour that place in you where the whole Universe resides,
And when I am in that place in me and you are in that place in you,
There is only one of us."

I wonder if I am still dreaming.


Love,
Anna
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 7:15 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Fingers left free
to say what Heart
flies free
in words
not words
springing forth from this self same Heart
chief sorrow
pain
sharp down the leg
and in the lower back
as painters brush wipes white strokes along the window sill
until the body can no longer stand
and lays stretched
out...
pain subsides
gone
in no sorrow
held
headless
mindless
longing
long forgotten not in this...

If rain of Love now comes to soothe
with watered life
this parched dry throat
that can no longer utter words
who is soothed...

I cannot say for only the Beloved
is here
and I am just these fingers
and not even that…

Love
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ANNA



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PostPosted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 7:53 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

michael wrote:
Fingers left free
to say what Heart
flies free
in words
not words
springing forth from this self same Heart
chief sorrow
pain
sharp down the leg
and in the lower back
as painters brush wipes white strokes along the window sill
until the body can no longer stand
and lays stretched
out...
pain subsides
gone
in no sorrow
held
headless
mindless
longing
long forgotten not in this...

If rain of Love now comes to soothe
with watered life
this parched dry throat
that can no longer utter words
who is soothed...

I cannot say for only the Beloved
is here
and I am just these fingers
and not even that…

Love


Dear Michael,

Tears pour from my eyes,
When read your words…

You are not alone, dear friend…
A warm hand is always around you…
Don’t give up…
Love and smile is all around…




…and feel the beloved…




"A lifetime adrift in a boat,
or in old age
leading a tired horse
into the years,
every day is a journey,
and the journey itself is home"

~Basho




With a warm hug,

anna
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annaruiz



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PostPosted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 1:31 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

And from me ((((((Michael)))))),
spring is here in Ohio,
so winter is approaching down under,

Be well my dear,
keep the sun in your heart
and the love in your fingertips.

Anna
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michael



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PostPosted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 9:58 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

ahhh Lovers we
all dance around the Beloved...

phantoms
in
a world of ethereal beauty...

for three months it seems the pain rises and falls
like shards of glass
thrust again and again into the body...

this pain is not mine

I cannot remember it

for in between each thrust
the pain is gone...

as if it never was...

and in this moment
free of pain
memory alone tells of past agony
and memory alone forebodes future suffering

yet in this memory of agony there is no agony
and in this memory of suffering there is no suffering

how wonder full

...

thank you for your kind words...

though not the words....

but what is in your Heart...

though
not
your Heart...

for the Beloved
belongs to no one...

Love
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 11:09 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Dearest Michael,

"the Beloved belongs to no-one"

only no-one knows the Beloved well enough
to be Loved.

we all are 'married' to one another in spirit, and sowe
drink from one another, from the eternal ocean of awareness,
of Love and Peace that surpasseth understanding.

...free to Be. may all beings be free from suffering.


Anna
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 10:12 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

...indeed.

"May all Being Be free from suffering"

Amen.


“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear.
Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?

Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?

And why do you worry about clothes? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his glory was arrayed like one of these.

If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

So do not worry, asking, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things.

But seek first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you.

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”

- Matthew 6:25-34

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PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 11:12 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

if you could wish away suffering...
which you that wishes cannot do...

do you know what you are wishing...

you do not...

for...

what is compassion without suffering
what is love's longing for the beloved without suffering the pain of separation
what is joy upon release from imprisonment without suffering
what is good health without ill health suffered

would you dry up the Heart
with your good wishes...

Love
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 11:29 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

through suffering...

comes

these kind words
of anna
said by two...

by two...

twice blest as Portia spoke...

each blessing him in suffering

and
through compassions eye...

each blessing blest

a fourfold blessing...

by through and for this

Blessed...

Love
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 11:32 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Ahhhh...Michael, Michael, Michael

The alpha and omega, the non-duality of life. Com-passion.
The human desire to end 'suffering' of OneSelf
AND the smile that understands so it is, so it goes...

Wink

Eternal Love,
Anna
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 11:44 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Eternal...

Love
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