Poetry of living
Now, dwell in placeless blue infinity Now, own whole oneness, all and all, Now, see flowing light, impossible for imagination Now, acknowledge the presence of unspeakable grace Trickling down like rain drops on window, tracing the manifested world ©️A. Garden, July 2020
"There was a patch of blue sky between two vast, endless clouds; it was a clear, startling blue, so soft and penetrating. It would be swallowed up in a few minutes and it would disappear pear forever. No sky of that blue would ever be seen again. It had been raining most of the night … Continue reading “but it had been seen and the wonder of it remains” ~ passage from Krishnamurti’s Notebook
there might be ways and methods to regain a childlike seeing of the world, but gazing into the depths of innocence, providing courage and sincerity overtake dominion of one's mind, even for only a second ... clean perception is restored. whatever learned suddenly makes no sense at all, when courage and sincere desire overtake you. … Continue reading clean perception restored ~ when courage and sincere desire
Mind creates monstrous things. Mind creates wonderful things. When Mind stops, both monstrous and wonderful things are gone. What remains is Truth, Beauty, Love, Reality. ©️A. Garden, January, 2020
Not a writer nor a poet am I, I have not come to woo you with words. I have come for truth I have come for love I have come for beauty Of being and nonbeing Combined. ©️A. Garden, September 2019
If you wanna hear the truth Listen to the wind If you wanna see beauty Look at the sea If you wanna understand Read the sky If you want everlasting love Marry Life. ©️A. Garden, August 2019
Unless it breathes Unless it emanates love Unless it carries the soul of Eternal Light Unless it sees the infinite It isn't Real. ©️A. Garden, April 2019
https://youtu.be/eAWfURwXZTs "Beauty is not in the mountains, in the sky, in the valleys or in the flowing river. Beauty exists where the self is not. You can see the great old trees of three to five thousands years ord in California. One sees the majesty of that tree and says "how marvelous". But the self … Continue reading “where there is space there is immense energy, not self-interested energy, unlimited energy”
Doesn't sleep feel good? Pretty dreams, bad dreams. Doesn't wakefulness feel good? There is a right time for each. When time for sleep, light gently withdraws. When time to awake, light gently sweeps in until it’s all lighted up. Humanity’s time for sleep has passes. Chase away the veils of last remains of dreams. Perfect … Continue reading A World of Light
