Post by heartfelt7 on Jan 14, 2019 15:14:30 GMT -6
The Golden Spiral
I contemplate Heart as space and Mind as time
where selfless spirit and collective self both intertwine,
one giving, one taking, one expanding, one contracting,
like two polarities at war with each other.
But perhaps they are twins, two halves of a whole,
one part joyful and open, abundant and giving,
one part desperately grasping, pulling and clinging
to turn and return all living things to their core.
Like a Golden Spiral that expands and contracts
in a balanced and measured dance of creation,
growing and subsiding, filling and emptying,
ending and beginning again.
Note: This poem was inspired by the last two lines, which are from the writings of Chuang Tzu, a Chinese philosopher born over 2,000 years ago, a follower of the Toaist tradition, and a constant source of inspiration to me.
I contemplate Heart as space and Mind as time
where selfless spirit and collective self both intertwine,
one giving, one taking, one expanding, one contracting,
like two polarities at war with each other.
But perhaps they are twins, two halves of a whole,
one part joyful and open, abundant and giving,
one part desperately grasping, pulling and clinging
to turn and return all living things to their core.
Like a Golden Spiral that expands and contracts
in a balanced and measured dance of creation,
growing and subsiding, filling and emptying,
ending and beginning again.
Note: This poem was inspired by the last two lines, which are from the writings of Chuang Tzu, a Chinese philosopher born over 2,000 years ago, a follower of the Toaist tradition, and a constant source of inspiration to me.
