Asheville Spirituality, Satsang, Meditation
Words by Howard McQueen; Inspiration by Fred Lansford
I am slip-sliding, ever-shifting perspective and awareness,
collapsing and expanding
entirely outside of my control.
I am sometimes a tiny sliver,
weak, frail, sometimes feeling desperately incomplete
and sometimes connected to such a wholeness
and profundity as to see
mother earth as a pearl in the great Ocean.
I seek sometimes the reunion with the infinite totality,
especially when the sensations of suffering are near.
A somethingness of me opens to an expanded all-togetherness
opening time so the many slivers of me
sense the Grand Harmony.
And, that feeling subsides
and I soooo relish it’s return - to be again set free to roam,
outside of the confines of any specific, limiting form.