This poem is written for anyone who is interested in self expansion and spiritual development.
Consciousness Is
The human mind- born and reborn; intelligence evolving totality; existence causing "sin" not withstanding polarity; locked in joys, sorrows, aches and pains.
Is this a dreamless sleep or "the fall", devoid of reality, bound in illusion? What is incorporated in unity?
Once a bare stone became earth when the builders rejected. Now earth is seeking.... the sun, green growth- a place in higher form. Then it is consumed and wasted for good or evil.
Is this a game of dice, or discord between self and other? Who is "I" that comes "as a thief in the night", or gnosis? The recognition of Truth.
Last Edit: Jul 11, 2010 14:18:36 GMT 9.5 by fjrogers
Distant peaks emerge....clear as day. The hermit's lantern turns to guide the way. Hermit's Way - F. J. Rogers