Alex Raichev

Every heaven is hung by clouds or sown with stars

Give us time to reflect
What is life
What is the content of our friend or wife
Frightened of something
We become what we utter
Vehicular and transitive

All symbols are fluxional
The mind will find a rational explanation
And plunge itself into every partridge, fox, squirrel, and mole
And in the woods and waters roll

But what is holistic?
What is the soul?
What arises from night?
What is history but an optical illusion
About every person we meet

See
The foaming brook
Without compunction
Our problem in the whole movement of thought
Must inevitably fall in its right place

Wherever are forms with transparent boundaries
Wherever are forms with transparent boundaries
Wherever are outlets into celestial space
Wherever is stillness and awe

The Caliph Ali is seeking after thee
Therefore be at rest from seeking after thee
Therefore be at rest from seeking after it

Credits

  • Essays by Ralph Waldo Emerson
  • Talks by Jiddu Krishnamurti
  • Markov poems
Author: Alex Raichev
Date: 2014-04-12
Tags: Markov, poem
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