[The following blessing in disguise was kindly shared with us by Happy Cow's good friend Simon Drew. When he is not busy growing triffids, Simon can be found plumbing the depths, wiring the heights, plastering the edges and running the online groups English Stuff and International Monthly Hatstand Day. If you feel like revealing yourself, why not leave a comment at the bottom of this page. You can sign in to the comments widget using your Facebook or Google accounts. Or if you want to stay behind the mask, just leave a message without signing in or click on the 'Like' button instead. Enjoy!]
Doesn't all the world know?
I see you in every mask
pink
blue
purple
beige
some painted gold
others left to rust in the park
each morning
the world wakes up
every mask is you
and so
every mask is I
crushed grass
splintered glass
reflecting rainbows
every rainbow is waiting to become you
I don't know that place
nor this place
joy is simple
a plate in the microwave
the stop and start of footsteps on the wooden floor
Doesn't all the world know?
I never sleep
this eye never closes
these ears never stop listening
your eyes
your ears
Could I bear to hold your gaze?
light looking into light
dark looking into dark
that's how sometimes
this everything can be called nothing
calling down nothing with each breath
calling down the sunlight and clouds
and the sky painted on your face
the ocean crashing on those rocks
I drink you in
the whole ocean
each miracle step
Do the passing cars know this?
without intention their music flows
like perfume from a rose
smiles, frowns, weeping, laughter
each note, bass and treble
sub and supra sonic
it's all melody
from this place in the audience
light and shadow play
the puppets of joy
"Looking at a sunset, just for a second you forget your separateness: you are the sunset. That is the moment when you feel the beauty of it. But the moment you say that it is a beautiful sunset, you are no longer feeling it; you have come back to your separate, enclosed entity of the ego. Now the mind is speaking. And this is one of the mysteries, that the mind can speak, and knows nothing; and the heart knows everything, and cannot speak. Perhaps to know too much makes it difficult to speak; the mind knows so little, it is possible for it to speak." Osho
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