Ned Siegel
he turned away
as abruptly as he’d turned to me
why he turned to me
or why he turned away
in both instances, I knew not
his turning to me, including me,
bringing as much joy
as his turning away, as his abandonment
brought pain
God behind it, behind him ultimately
who giveth as well as taketh away
teaching me, teaching us
as Zen teaches us
to live unattached
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2008
3:40 a.m. 30.12.08
he turned away
as abruptly as he’d turned to me
why he turned to me
or why he turned away
in both instances, I knew not
his turning to me, including me,
bringing as much joy
as his turning away, as his abandonment
brought pain
God behind it, behind him ultimately
who giveth as well as taketh away
teaching me, teaching us
as Zen teaches us
to live unattached
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2008
3:40 a.m. 30.12.08
posted by Obie Quiet at 4:42 AM
4 Comments:
This is so very beautiful. And true!!!
two thumbs up!
I come here often to reread this poem. several times a year, I come here to learn again, that I must live unattached.
Is it possible to see your face, Scotchbiscuits? Your responses are so deeply touching, they leave me teary eyed. Are you on facebook? Are there pictures of you on-line? Your words on your own blog as well make to want to add a face to your intellect and to your depth. And what country are you from if you do not mind my inquiring? Is it bad, my needing to - wanting to place you?
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