Unseeking Seeker Poet Ottava rima

So Spake Simple Simon

Lasting joy, as in bliss that’s eternal,
is a quest upon which all souls embark,
found only in staid silence internal
and this dear friends, is the honest truth stark.
Desire pursuit in the world external
plunges us in dungeons of despair dark,
so unless we choose to slow down thought flow,
tossed like a leaf in the wind, we’ll feel low.

14-March-2023

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Janice Canerdy March 14, 2023 at 4:47 PM Yes, our pursuit of joy can become so rigorous that we smother our own chances of finding it. Thoughtful and expressive piece, Unseeking Seeker. Janice Unseeking Seeker March 14, 2023 at 6:55 PM Thank you, Janice

Andrea Dietrich March 14, 2023 at 12:43 PM great rhyme as spake Simple Simon , but not the Pie man. heehee!! I really like this! Unseeking Seeker March 14, 2023 at 6:54 PM :)

Daniel Turner March 14, 2023 at 9:10 AM Deep thoughts that bring forth the truth, US. Desire for me is a ship that sailed long ago. Be well! Unseeking Seeker March 14, 2023 at 6:05 PM That’s good to hear! Desire and aversion mirror each other and the rabbit hole goes in deep, down to the subtlest levels of consciousness. Swami Yukteswar Giri had once observed ‘the very presence of form in any realm or domain signals unfulfilled desire’

Paul Bell March 14, 2023 at 3:45 AM I'm sure Simple Simon was actually ahead of his time. I tasted a veggie pie today and found myself reaching for the sky. Unseeking Seeker March 14, 2023 at 8:02 AM :)

James Marshall Goff March 14, 2023 at 12:57 AM Treatise on being present, good work US! Unseeking Seeker March 14, 2023 at 1:06 AM True, present in the now continuum, thoughts rested, memory released, identity relinquished