Tuesday, April 12, 2011

The Great Matter / Obsidian Eagle

The Great Matter

When the one who wrote this is gone, shall our species have gotten much further along?
We are each a brief candle, which no recounting can rekindle
Within austere walls of Zendo (meditation halls), one question above all:
What means the Great Matter of life and death for those caught in the middle?
Who has ears for the Bards of yesteryear other than any Poets now here?
Why such aversion to departure when presence itself can be torture?
Where does a soul dream if its body leaves behind mundane stream?
Will we receive otherworldly consolation or face eternal damnation?
Were scriptures reliable then perhaps planning would be viable
Without that however, each of us takes a lonesome dive into forever
. . .

Obsidian Eagle
October 2010

from the blog:

Obsidian Eagle's Blasphemous Bazaar

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