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Not Everyone Gets It, And It’s OK

Trickle Down Enlightenment

First of all, I don’t get it. Let’s be more than clear.
It’s a thing that a lot of folks can’t comprehend.
Like a sense, it has subtleties huge and complex.
It is rigid in outlook with all due respects
To the best that it knows with no need to pretend
It gets it absolutely while ignoring fear.

If I’m tone deaf it means I can’t hear melodies.
In the musical world they are called intervals.
I cannot hear relationships between the notes.
Currently there are no viable antidotes.
With that kind of condition I’m caught by the balls
In a circumstance that feels a lot like disease.

One can also be deaf philosophically.
One who is rigidly logical in their ways
Must expect things to happen according to plan.
There is too much incentive to do what one can
To avoid knowing oneself so consciousness stays
In a state of stagnation unfortunately.

I may know all the words but not so the music.
The relationship between the cause and effect
Is that they’re the same process composed of two parts.
When I master this aspect enlightenment starts.
There is nothing that is known by mere intellect,
And deciphering oneself is no easy trick.

Love One Another

Nurture The Union

Creatures breed because nature gives them expertise
In the ways of comingling of infinite form.
No one needs to remind them how sacred love is,
But some bone headed humans would fail at a quiz.
As the species who needs one amid an ice storm,
We would learn a good lesson from the birds and bees.

Yet, a world of advantage is at our avail.
As you love one another do not make a bond.
Let it move like the seas between shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup fully, as drinking consoles
With a taste in its curing. Like a magic wand,
Bless this world with your oneness and tell a love tale.

Drink though not from one cup, and don’t eat the same bread
But give one to another as sun gives daylight.
Sing and dance, and be joyous, but spend time alone.
Lute strings quiver together, yet each has its tone.
We dance to the same music. It seems only right
That symphonic its influence can be widespread.

Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping,
For the hand of God only can contain your hearts.
Stand together, yet not too near one another.
Temple pillars are spaced out, as one would prefer.
Neither oak tree nor cypress each shadow imparts
On the other, so that each may do their own thing.