Unseeking Seeker Poet Jueju

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In But Not of the World

Inane mind games confront us
and whilst they do not nonplus,
a waste of time to engage,
in manoeuvres to upstage.

We see now why monks retire 
in solitude, for they tire
of such shallow subterfuge,
for God is their soul’s refuge.

Yet if it is so ordained,
our tranquil eye is not strained
by life’s game of push and pull,
for we’re with bliss nectar full.

18-July-2022

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Gershon Wolf July 19, 2022 at 8:57 PM In, but not of this world is fine for monks and ascetics... As for my People Israel and me, we have our heads in Heaven, but our feet our firmly grounded on this earth. ~ Dynamic Tension, gw Unseeking Seeker July 19, 2022 at 9:15 PM Someone once said we cannot enter the spiritual world unless we first conquer the material world

Susan Lawrence July 18, 2022 at 10:34 AM Yes I agree Unseeking Seeker. I love ~We see now why monks retire in solitude. There is so much beauty in solitude and I know you are aware that silence speaks a beautiful language all its own. Blessings, Susan :) Unseeking Seeker July 18, 2022 at 6:23 PM Indeed. Spanda or motionless vibration, pervades the universe.