Wednesday, April 6, 2011

INSIDE - INDIVISIBLE - INFINITE poem in process



I honestly am a bit worried to make such long posts from time to time. And here I'm adding more inches but a MUST from the Comments:

“God thinks within geniuses, dreams within poets, and sleeps within the rest of us”

I read this beautiful line and loved it instantly than felt dejected that I was neither a genius nor a poet so like ordinary people God just sleeps within me, but then that dejection was for just a while as the sleeping God within me knocked within seconds to tell me that when God sleep within us He also dreams within us and our visions are what God envisions.

(See comments below the post)

INTRO:

Yesterday after a rough and windy storm, I swept the hundreds of large and tiny twigs on our long home & medical office parking lot yesterday, I meditated for the entire time of about one hour and a half.

My 'given' mantra was "inside-indivisible-infinite" - which may have come out of a long series of days when the nuggest of essential truth within various beloved poets (including poetic friends) fit together like puzzle pieces and I felt a deep peace beyond all understanding. No space for writing my own piece or poem on this yet. However, I wanted to post this beginning here for resonant souls...



INSIDE:

When you do things for your soul, you feel a river moving in you...You personify God's message. You reflect the King's face.
Rumi

Tolstoy's The Kingdom of God is Within You here

God thinks within geniuses, dreams within poets, and sleeps within the rest of us (Peter Antenberg)



INDIVISIBLE:

Galileo made the famous statement: "Mathematics is the language with which God created the universe."

The notion that all … fragments are separately existent is evidently an illusion, and this illusion cannot do other than lead to endless conflict and confusion.
(David Bohm 1980)

Reality cannot be found except in One single source, because of the interconnection of all things with one another.
(Leibniz 1670)

"Yes talking by wireless over long distances is indeed mighty. It is an enlargement of the soul of man. But man has always talked by wireless - a different wireless which transferred all the real messages from one part of the Earth to another. And the subconsciousness of man always acted according to these messages. A world-deed that happended in India became known to the soul of the Egyptians. And what the soul knows is often unknown to the man who has a soul. We are infinitely more than we think...Your thoughts and my words are waves from a sealed memory that keeps records of your yesterdays. And of the ancient days when the earth knew not us nor herself"
Gibran

We experience ourselves, our thoughts and feelings as something separate from the rest. A kind of optical delusion of consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from the prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty. The true value of a human being is determined by the measure and the sense in which they have obtained liberation from the self.
(Albert Einstein)

I hear and behold God in every object … Why should I wish to see God better than this day? I see something of God each hour of the twenty four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass. I find letters from God dropped in the street - and every one is signed by God's name, And I leave them where they are, for I know that others will punctually come forever and ever.
(Walt Whitman 1860)

For in him we live, and move, and have our being
(St.Paul)

Can there be a nearer God than this? He is as near to His creatures as the ear to the mouth...Do not say "This is a stone and not God." God forbid! Rather, all existence is God, and the stone is a thing pervaded by divinity.
(Judaism, Talmud, Kabbalah)



"Individual" which means the Undividable, Not separate.
So individual means not separate. Taken literally there would be only one individual - thus - Oneness.

In the realization of unity - which those often aware of the Holy Spirit experience -lies the exquisite consciousness of another than themselves--ie--“I have often said God is creating this entire world full and entire in this present now... There where time never penetrates, where no image shines in, in the innermost and highest aspect of the soul God creates the entire cosmos.” (Meister Eckhart)

In "Mahomet" Johann Wolfgang v. Goethe wrote the famous song of praise "Mahomets Gesang". The meaning of the prophet is put into the metaphor of the stream, starting from the smallest beginning and growing to be an immense spiritual power, expanding, unfolding, and gloriously ending in the ocean, the symbol for divinity. He especially describes the religious genius in carrying the other people with him like the stream does with small brooks and rivers.

INFINITE:

If through infinity the same thing flows, eternally repeating, if an arch, though manifold, can mightily hold itself together, If all things pour out lust for life, the smallest and the biggest stars, Yet all this striving, all this struggle Is eternal peace in God the Lord
(Goethe)

The existence of all created things is His existence.
Thou dost not see, in this world or the next, anything beside God
(Islam: Ibn Al Arab-Sufii)

Thanx for tuning in - perhaps if you add your own comments - eventually we together can write a poem about this topic for our everlasting present?

My ending paraphrase of several poet-seers: We must ride the river and plow the earth of ourselves as part of the indivisible and as One with the All in All...

This post is dedicated to THREE SOUL-MATES whom I think will know who they are.



Connie

Hail the force sublime
uniting we who live in signs.
The clock's steps only mime
the ticking of a truer time.
Rilke

Julian of Norwich: "All shall be well and all manner of things shall be well."

He hath abolished the old drought
And rivers run where all was dry,
The field is sopp'd with merciful dew
He hath put a new song in my mouth...

Thy sport is with storm
To wrestle; and thy piety to stand
Musing on things create
And the Creator's hand.
(by poet-minister Gerard Manley Hopkins)

4 comments:

Connie L. Nash said...

the beautiful candle at the top is from islamicpoet.com

Connie L. Nash said...

The delightful sculptoring was done by the sculptor Price who seems intent on allowing many peace-oriented people to use these for their best end and makes little of his name.

Akhtar Wasim Dar said...

“God thinks within geniuses, dreams within poets, and sleeps within the rest of us”

I read this beautiful line and loved it instantly than felt dejected that I was neither a genius nor a poet so like ordinary people God just sleeps within me, but then that dejection was for just a while as the sleeping God within me knocked within seconds to tell me that when God sleep within us He also dreams within us and our visions are what God envisions.

Connie L. Nash said...

Dar Sahib, I'm so so glad for this incredibly perfect addition. Your's adds the reasonable concern with this statement and NEEDED your reminder for both truth and faith nurture.

Thanx so so much...so you see I added your's on top of post.