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Fana: The Falling Away of the Falling Away

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Fana: The Falling Away of the Falling Away

So much of life
Is like walking a beach all alone;
Where you began is lost in the white distance behind
Where you are headed a mystery as well.

We carry along two small bags of pretty pebbles
We gather along the way,
One for the joys
One for the troubles.

Both bags get a little heavier
The further we go.

Mostly it's a long silent walk
With a boundless sea whispering by our side
In a tongue too ancient for the rational mind.

     But here and there we stop
     And turn to gaze out over that sea,
     Fingering pebbles as we do.

     And sometimes, if we're very lucky,
     And we wait and listen long enough,
     The whisperings begin to make sense
     And we become aware that 
     An unseen Someone,
     A special Beloved,
     Has been pacing us all along;
     That we have never been truly alone.

One must be careful not to turn too fast,
To try to see this Beloved,
Or they will vanish like a snowflake on the tongue.

The trick is to cast one's gaze deep into oneself;
Then the Beloved will appear, laughing at our cleverness,
And we shall see that our silent companion 
Looks exactly like ourselves
As we appear in others' eyes.

And if we can bear to match the Beloved's gaze long enough,
They will vanish before us
And we will find ourselves gazing out over that sea with their eyes,
And see it as it truly is: dancing, infinite,eternal, perfect.

     If we can do this but once,
     We can open our bags and toss the pebbles into the sea,
     Even as we realize that sea as well is but a part of us;
     We will understand its language of  song and laughter,
     And disappear into everything joyfully
     To the sound of our own
     Perfect and infinite


As the great whirling dance
Begins again.

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  1. Date: 7/18/2012 8:09:00 AM
    Congratulations on your two poems making it through round one of the PoetrySoup International Poetry Contest. I wish you the best in the finals Bill. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 1/4/2012 8:10:00 AM
    Congratulations on making it through the 1st round of PoetrySoup International Contest X 2. Wishing you the best in the finals Bill. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 11/16/2011 5:07:00 PM
    William~Brilliance...pure brilliance...appreciate the gathering of stones along life's journey...such a beauty! Gwendolen

  1. Date: 11/16/2011 12:05:00 PM
    This piece, in many ways, transcends traditional western consciousness. I love it for its "Go into your closet" urgings. Congrats on the selection. LOve, daver

  1. Date: 11/16/2011 6:17:00 AM
    Congratulations on being featured this week Bill. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 11/16/2011 2:39:00 AM
    Congratulations on your poem being featured this week, William