[Harmony’s Poem]

Re-Membering, To Forget

Part 1

What’s that mommy?

I see …
but do not understand …
am I allowed to…
as just a human?

It offers me no sound, no affirmation.

It’s out of my reach, at least
while I’m anchored TO a human
On the breach
Of being an abiding self

I birth this anxiety from that heavenly shelf

I cannot physically consume it,
so I bother no more to wonder
about its smell or taste.
Our collective, consuming anxiety,
growing with unintended haste.

Is it above or under
this poor little me
Its effects so clear on the midnight sea
Puzzling this evolving, dissolving, scientific we

What ‘s common about these 5 senses
on the precipice of adult ignor-ance
I seek to escape The Emptying feeling
This musical love, the dance

Why became What, now so obsessed with How and When
Is there any peace for men?
With all their fear born inTO [false] Separation
Desperation … in avoiding the Final return
to Harmony

I cannot see, my own head
which thinks all of this,
relying completely on Other
to convince me
who I am, and that I truly exist.

Dear Identity, that was forged under futile resist
It’s not like you, to fret and BEhave like this
You’re insincerely imitating That Other

It’s been a long time, where’d you go dear mother?

Since you were little
in language and thought
You Knew just to Flow in the Middle
But were eventually caught
by a whirlpool near beauty, so you set up camp
Refusing to let go, of your Identity’s stronghold
you seek to escape .. through Mind alone
Look High, not just low
The Question keeps calling you Home

Da, da, ta, tat
My son is calling my name?!
Coo, coo – Father and i are one,
IT’s Recursively all the same
Tat Tvam Asi

The Good News lost,
pedastalized in dramatized shame
As i age i grow more afraid [a frayed]
Of all the roles portrayed, prophecy conveyed, all SELF made

What is ALL of This mommy?!
You’ve always Known … the What and the Why,
by seeing through, all that seems to be
chaos beneath, a care free sky
to only what remains …
Harmony

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Part 2

What’s That Creator!!
Prove! …that you really exist!!?

Self doubt, just trying to BE,
replaced
by other-seeking …pursuing, persecuting
the ultimate SELF in Kenosis … Emptying
going beyond all words and symbols
Exposing the Mind’s expanding flaws
overthinking, divergent Action, the only true Causation …
desperate waste

OUR spreading cancer, Celf erased

This ‘i’ that thinks he Observes ‘we’
Reminded in one moment, that he Has forgotten
The deceitful morphing process, of deprivation, miseducation
Brought yet another ‘me’ into hiding, which Others forgot to seek

Rather than remain blissful in failing cellular ascension
This ‘he’ turned a cheek
back towards the miserable and bleak
Realizing that Re-Membering, is what SELF wants, from its Conceiving Misconception

Life Below, no longered Natured, by this me obsessed
in realigning collective waning,
with wishes from Above
Nurturing and embracing,
the escaping … evolving, embodied

Welcoming self [SELF] back into,
this Recursive, Infinite Love

Forced dysfunctional events reversed
This ‘i’, no longer feeling cursed
Diagnosis clear, as the heart of my former innocent infant Self
With joyful tear, I put the ‘book of That’, back upon that celestial shelf

Part 3

Welcome back, dear [ultimate] SELF
‘That’ was always Known,
yet ‘we’ avoided
closing the Scene, the Act, the Play and the only Theatre in this town,

During this non judgement, loving End of Days
We gaze, amazed,
at God’s Fingernail,
and wonder

Now What?
What’s Beyond [That] … God’s Fingernail?

Enjoying the show this You has scripted and directed?
Bravo! Encore!
Wonderful twists, turns and misdirection!

Yet another Qwerty contemplation.
2,000 years of dogma and false promises of damnation

Little sister’s big day
Waaaah!
Hurray!

[Da,da, tat, tat]
And now, What AM I,
this Relative me, to Her?

That’s me again, of course,
MY Fingernail in the sky,
manifesting yet an-Other to answer
Both cause and cure,
of OUR conceptualized cancer

Seriously! What Is That!!!?
I think too much, i quit,
let the midnight sky hide it all yet again,
in daylight vibrant Blue

Sincerely…
The Knowing and the desire TO Forget…
That’s ALL … You!

Let there be [day] light
on the Creator’s Fingernail
Tonight

“That’s God’s Fingernail”.

The Just Cause

Let’s return our focus back to “taking care of our Village” – true faith in Flowing with the Life that shares our Physical space and genuinely caring for it, Knowing that in doing so, the entire Life equation is cared for and evolving best it can.

Re-Membering to Forget