The clear moon

"Identification is bondage.

Whether it is identification

With thought

With a feeling

Or with an object

It matters not.

Only identification with the formless is


Wu Hsin



 The clear moon






in silent knowing


Formless shadows of stillness


whisper in the boundless secret of the night


The Heart of awareness is pure love of lightless light


 The seeing cannot be seen and so it has always been


Being the knowing naturally glowing


No effort   No time   No form


simply this






Poetry by Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-07-03 at 13:23

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
i find it sad and unsettling that the moon is sullied by space ventures and debris ~ it's hard for me to see the moon as clear anymore.

this poem, though, is pleasing. i appreciate the sentiment.