Tuesday, March 4, 2014

José M. Tirado - A poem

Metaphysics at tea - A Poem

Don´t talk about this,
neither of that.
The one thing that marks each fluid moment
is this-
that every object present, is not
only seen, but seeing, and yet...

To speak of the lamp or the water as having
eyes or me in sight,
leaves the same bitter taste.

You see, the object is really
not there.
The subject,
not here.
This open experience shining,
pulses from all points at once
and begins nowhere,
ending never.

If you know this-it is one thing.
(A good thing.)
When you are this-
it is everything.

Copyright © 2004 Jose M. Tirado
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