Awake at 4 AM
Being awake is not a feeling.
Being awake is not a thought.
Being awake is the burning away
of past and future,
this scattering of apples in October rain.
Perish into the Mother.
posted by AKL at
October 16, 2012
16.10.12
Being awake is not a feeling.
Being awake is not a thought.
Being awake is the burning away
of past and future,
this scattering of apples in October rain.
Perish into the Mother.
About Me
- Name: AKL
Poems are maps for getting lost in the wilderness of your heart, where everyone can find you. I love to explore the liminal space between word and silence, poetry and meditation, gathering circles whether in person or online. Wherever even two or three are gathered, there is the Beloved.
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- Mountain Said
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- The Discipline
- Called
- A Note On Eros and Mystical Love Poetry
- Trials
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- A Bore
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