BY JAN HAAG
PALIMPSEST I
11-17-97
In
all the known universe, the earth, the sky and the clouds, the stars and
infinite space,
if
you look you will find the intricacy of Indra's
Net, each pearl reflecting the whole where
you point
whether it be
casually or with infinite precision, O, Devayani if you point
left, my
dear,
or to the blackest hole in the sky, to the midnight of worlds
beyond
and you point right,
do you think you can, even if you point
to the past, deep into light,
O, Devayani --
do you think even then
you can find one node, different, or
if you point up
the discrepancy
of space of time, of forever
and down low
do you think you will find
nothing or,
you will
with luck and devotion,
find
more than
the
galaxies
you are
huddling beneath, whirling round as
the
center
and they spin each around you? The galaxies
of the
turning,
churning, shooting, falling, rising, orbiting,
thundering,
changing universe.
All time is motion, all time is
space, all matter is motion, time and space.
Devayani --
Where will
you find anything that does not change and move and revolve if you
look
into
the structures of leaves, the running of veins, the pumping of the
blood --
your soul.
You laugh and you cry and you feel the weight of
gravity, levity.
You
seek like the curious fox, and the timid bird,
you plan and
will find
both nomads, hibernators, eagles and mice who
know
nothing but
the soaring, the consciousness of infinite
space,
infinite spheres,
gyrating, within the celestial
eliptic.
O, Devayani --
charming the tiniests quark,
change,
mutation,
their on-going origins, patterns, repetitions
of moods
and
amazing beginnings and triumphant ends that come
with
pulses
beating in time with the bliss, the harmony, the music
of the falling stars
of
the infinte capacity to be where there
might be love, or there might be light for
the heart.
Copyright © 2000 Jan Haag
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Jan Haag may be reached via e-mail: jhaag@u.washington.edu
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