The spiritual habitat..

 

Outer and Inner

The spiritual habitat

Inner is preferred

Outer holds shadows..

Seemingly

The chooser is you or me

And practice is the

Chore..to exalt the

Inner...

The entry password..

 

A creator

Automatically 

Suggests a creation..

Which places this story

In the storybook

Where separation is

The entry password..

But apparently 

The password is

Already leaked and

Never not in use...

Nothing to find..

 

Nothing to find

Looking seems ceaseless

For the seeker

Not satisfied with nothing..

Then there is that story

At the bus stop..suddenly

Nothing appears ceaselessly...

Word elimination...

 

Words

Apparently

Relate to

No-separation..but

Words imply opposition

Subject and object

Persistent separation..

Yet words may plant

Seeds for their own

Elimination..and

Unexplainable peace...

Horizons..the fruits of Not-knowing...

 

Thought  

Suggests horizons

Infinitely repeating..

This is the dream of

Separation not ending

Of frontiers yet to be

Conquered..it is the

Stuff of heroics

Of myths and fiction

And history..

The fruits of 

Not-knowing..

Delicious...

The illusion is an illusion...

 

Burning

Destruction

An accidental clarity..

These are stories of 

Ending illusory

Separation..

These stories

(Which can be 

Told only with brush

Strokes of Separation..)

Never happened..yet

Some might be told with

Separation appearing

Beautifully...

(An accidental clarity..Alice Munro, "Differences.")

The polarity tree..

 

The polarity tree..

Another label and story

But what is there without 

Labels and stories..

It is a pine tree with

Nothing atop and a

Wide flaring skirt below..

Nothing and everything..

Sameness up and down:

Nothing appears as

The branches and needles..

Enter the characters the

Individual needles

Multiplicities increasing

As Nothing seems to recede..

Yet Nothing does not recede

Only the needles seem to move

And live and die.. 

Sparseness and denseness

Higher and lower

That's a continuing story...