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Open Poetry #41

Chimeric Winter Nights

secondhanddreampoet
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since 2006-11-07

Posts 6394
a 'Universalist' !

0 posted 2007-12-19 09:00 PM

  Chimeric Winter Nights

Pressed between a lovely
  sunset moment
with a chilling Winter eve
rapping at the window,
and the dawning instant
of a frigid Wintry morn
knocking at the door,
lies the chance
to wander vast Elysian
isles of dazzling dreams
and cherished moonlit
  paradigms,
drifting in finest-crystal
seas of endless time;
yet, how shall we handle
the wondrous certainty
of reality's infinite
  change,
and the possibility
that all we claim to 'be'
and truly ‘know’...
is but grand illusion?!

Midnitesun

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since 2001-05-18

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Gaia

1 posted 2007-12-19 09:53 PM

How to handle 'reality'?
With a smile, of course, and a fine cup of tea.

Marchmadness
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 9271
So. El Monte, California

2 posted 2007-12-19 10:46 PM

I think of life as a bit of an illusion.
It's always nice when you can turm it into a beautiful illusion.
Sounds like we can both learn something from a very wise lady by the name of Kacy.
Ida

ArtSolstice
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since 2007-03-18

Posts 498

3 posted 2007-12-20 01:07 PM

This poem reminds me of Hesse’s Siddhartha, and his marvelous short story, The Indian Life, in which he employs maya, the Sanskrit word for illusion. Hesse seems to imply the world of appearances, the surrounding physical world, blinds us to reality. If I understand it correctly, the belief is that maya is the power in nature that creates this illusion.

Thank you for this fine work, Poet. It was grand to remember, through reading your poem, Hesse's The Indian Life once more.

TomMark
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