Roadside Cafe'
Posted on Apr 20th, 2007
by
Rareflight
roadside cafe
Old Lovers at a Roadside Cafe'
(A tragicomedy in 3 acts)
I met you
for lunch and nothing more;
thin coffee in five ounce cups
provided speckled porcelain relief
I held you
against the broad breadth of time;
as a child holds a flower
if not for fate begotten wonder
I left you
as a curl of dust haloed your feet
a brave and crooked little smile
raised and held for my sake

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Love these lines especially:
”I held you
against the broad breadth of time;
as a child holds a flower
if not for fate begotten wonder”
Very nice. Very original.
This Playful Ease of Being
It only works if you let go completely. Like this, now.
For what you seek is the intensity of nothingness,
perfect inattention, perfect openness to what will come:
The Receptive yielding to the Creative,
Earth yielding to Heaven, Prince yielding to King,
Woman yielding to Man. An intense waiting.
This letting go is a discipline, an essential yoga of the spirit,
a practice to which you must return, again and again.
For if you stubbornly hold the vain illusion
that you yourself, out of your own cleverness,
are writing the script, you will tangle yourself in dreams
and never attain the calm Center which you seek.
You will tangle yourself in dreams and nonsense,
for what you seek is not constructs of the imagination,
but the inner illumination that binds you to the Universe.
This illumination is the still, small voice,
speaking to you from your truest, most authentic self.
Once you have heard it, you will not be fooled
by the arrogant and meaningless chatter of lesser gods.
See with your inner eye! Hear with your inner ear!
Using these senses, and many others, the world around you
will shine with meaning, and you will learn, one step at a time,
the exquisite connectedness of all things, grain of sand to star.
Your ultimate goal here is to achieve this playful ease of Being:
the simplicity of the Saint, the boundless wonder of the Child.
Alex Noble
An Excerpt From the Twenty Third Century Novel
From “The Book of Forbidden Poems”
Copyright C 2007 by Alex Noble. All rights reserved in all media.