Secular Satori
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“a chance to live in the eternal world now, in ‘Eternity’s glad sunrise.’ ” R. H. Blyth,
Zen in English Literature and Oriental Classics p. 328
Through grace or chance we manage life inside
Eternity. It flashes seldom through
A hidden ordinary moment spied
Unbidden, maybe as occult dawn’s dew
Some morning unexpected or a dusk
That gods would envy. It is like a glint
That Francis found in fever, or a musk
From Heaven’s throne, or from Nirvana’s hint
That supersedes pure saints. Eternity
Lies waiting for us in a sunrise made
Of every night and noon, supernity
Compiled from midnights, days — time’s lost crusade.
He stormed Jerusalem with peace. We wait
For visions lacking faith’s blind creedal weight.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Mar 8, 2024 | Uncategorized |