This is a difficult poem to reflect in an image, but I like this one as it looks like the door to a cave, minus the cave. All is being revealed as it were.
The second poem in the Caves series, it came through in September 2015, a few days after my mother died.
It was one of those ‘give me a pen and if you haven’t got any paper can I write on your arm?’ moments. I had them a lot years ago, I had to write and if you ‘shocked’ me out of the muse I was unsettled for hours. I’d love to be like that again now.
It wasn’t immediately obvious to me that this was a follow up to The Caves, 15 years later, but as the words flowed onto the paper I started to see that I was getting the answers at last to the questions in the first poem. Little did I know that spirit had more up their sleeve!
You have flown and now you return to your nest To find that it is at the end of things You truly discover your beginnings It is by losing that you learn how to win And by not knowing that you finally know And in this knowing you learn That your world has more to offer than it can ever take away You learn that it is in others that you lose yourself And in isolation that you find yourself Nothing is how you expect it Nothing is as you accept it In diving you learn to fly And in running forwards you go backwards You believe and don’t receive Because there is only – is You wait and hope for what is already there You fight for what doesn’t exist And over what doesn’t matter You distrust others and in doing so destroy yourselves You think too much and do too little You say too much and know too little You love too much and feel too little You are not of the world you are in it But it is in this abyss of your own creation That hope illuminates the void of intelligence As you walk you feel your feet Without ever allowing yourself to feel your feet in life You know your heart and sense your breath But you ignore one and never take time for the other You think you need to know nature But you are nature – so there is no knowing required The world is you and you are the world So any damage you do to the world is done also to you You speak of others and yet you are them and they are you Therefore You cannot hurt another without hurting yourself four times Before - during - after FOREVER The universe is in your blood and your world is in the universe Belief is not necessary Only IS is necessary Fight less Love truly Feel more Your love is confused and paltry But when you stop loving and begin feeling You will then know what love is And you will know each other as you do not know each other now And then you will know your world as you do not know it now You will finally know what the animals know That is IS And you will finally be able to stop struggling Only by reaching the end can you find your beginning And in this beginning you will find your ending And your beginning And in understanding all you will finally discover What I IS Deb Hawken February 2016 The sequel to The Caves of Ismaron and the prequel to I
Deb Hawken - Amorah 