A Poetic Offering
The nature of life is such that if you allow it to flow, life is a beautiful experience. If you hold back, it becomes misery.
— Sadhguru
A friend of mine loaned me a book of poems by Su Tung-p’o. As I was reading a few of them to Carl, we looked up at our ceiling and noticed the support beams of our loft and we pondered on how easy it would be for somebody to hang themselves on them. Then, in the spirit of Frederick The Great and J.S. Bach, Carl suggested I create an impromptu poem in the style of Tung-p’o…
The beam’s strength supports my weakness
And my heavy burden fades to darkness.
Who I am ceases to exist,
Yet my body persists on.— The Nothing