“THE RIVERBED!” a poem a.k.a.: “Why All The Suffering?” August 25, 2019 (Sunday!)

“THE RIVERBED!” a poem a.k.a.: “Why All The Suffering?” August 25, 2019 (Sunday!)

There’s a Burning!

Why this Yearning!?

Are you Mourning?!

Well! Good Morning!

Abandoned! (pause) ALL!

“I’m Suffer(ing)!? There’s No Call?!”

Why-‘re-you ANXIOUS? Why-cry in Your-Heart?

For-God’s-sake, what-happened? Where’s-your-Other-Part?

Just can’t explain it? “I’m unable to explain,

Why there’s this longing, with SO-MUCH pain!”

The answer? unfathomable! Ineffable! and easy,

YOU HAVE-BEEN “UPROOTED!”

You’re TOO-LIGHT! and-breezy!

Deep-down in your “soul,” you-still [always] “recall:”

THE RIVERBED OF GOD!

Do-you remember “The-Fall?”

When you were plucked-OUT? – of the-marsh you-were-in!

A reed, growing strong – You-want-to be-THERE-a-gain!

Again, next-to-The-River, but unless you’re “pulled out,”

And brought into-The-Air; what’s a reed flute about!

With 9 holes bored through,* to-make A PITIFUL SOUND,

Blowing with longing! Where’s-The-Riverbed to-be- found?

Is it HERE? Over there! You keep playing and playing,

Searching and longing, which-is-the-truest-form-of-praying!

So, you-were- pulled up from The Riverbed of God,

And you want to go back – to replant your bod,

And that’s all the longing and suffering’s about!

SIGH, little reed flute – play-your-Divine-Song,

And POUT!

fin ♥

• – 2 nostrils, 2 ear ducts, 2 eyes, 1 mouth, 1 pooper & 1 hole to assist in procreation! In Sanskrit “nava dwara,” meaning: “By The New!” The reed flute has 9 holes! ( < 10!)