The holy hidden Heart
"You are that in which ideas arise,
Which supports their lingering
And ultimate dissolution.
When they are gone,
You are not gone.
You cannot be an idea, and
Not being an idea
Makes you unimaginable."
The subject is never an object
You are beyond all that rise and fall
No word ever heard can describe what you are
You are the knowing stillness among the waves
like the inherent heat in fire and flames
Being the love beyond any names
timeless aware simplicity
Poetry by Nils Teodor
Read 287 times
Written on 2020-05-08 at 11:52
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)