I Mercy You
IT is not a physical death that we die,
in those moments of despair and bleak hopelessness.
The soul unable to endure,
seeks a refuge where there is none.
A higher Voice inside
whispers to US,
and asks us to Endure this pain,
and abandon past regrets.
"Confess your innermost truths,"
the voice demands, "and understand that within one lifetime,
a thousand births and deaths await you."
And in the quiet hours,
when all is still and you are alone,
No man can touch you,
for the curse of humanity is this;
And yet perfection,
is God, or dog, or rock or waves,
crashing, barking, rolling motion,
eternal motion of this mind,
the sound of which can be so kind,
for the eternal family.
the enormity of the waves,
destroy our homes
and retreats back to the ocean.
And we prostrate ourselves,
begging for Mercy.
And the Earth replies,
Earth's surface breaks apart,
and we are left in Awe.
FOR A VIOLENT EARTH HAS NO MERCY
Survive the wrath and witness the perfection,
the changing patterns and colors,
hues which illuminate, darken and disperse.
The Peace and Serenity of a blowing breeze,
the Sun rising like a glowing God,
shining above us in our discontent,
Shining above us in our sorrow and joy,
detached in its orbiting movement.
Sitting on the beach,
I worshipped this movement,
and out of Gratitude,
Written in Bangkok on September 13th, 1992.
~ Prisana Pipatpan ~
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