Feeling spirit 's not spirit, no such rot.
Awareness is of these, yes, and the not.
Your feelings and thoughts both to float free by,
awareness as clouds in an empty sky.
Conflate empty with feelings, spirit's done--
then the regressive slide's your first born son,
then unending worlds of clones your small self,
subject's fascination right off the shelf.
Spirit is transcending beyond just me.
(This is a bit of a mess, can't you see?)
Witness the witness here and deep inside.
There pure being 's where our spirits reside.
Declarations aside, we would be where
our view would be stuck in an outside stare.
Externals are not where true spirit's at,
nor is a label-name to fix the that.
Spirit is being, not something about
by those that make noise and ceaselessly tout.
(Yet they too are part and whole manifest
that comprise and permeate this our nest.)
Would that being our essence our practice
and not such stuff we invite and entice.
Thus we'd realize as is our bequest.
We'd come to sweet peace as such is our rest.
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* Inspired by Shambhala Publication's Interview with Ken Wilber,
http://wilber.shambhala.com/html/interviews/Shambhala_interview.cfm/wsdindex.html
