Linda Studley

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25 Apr 2018

One

I live in a bubble, life
playing out around me in comforting
rhythms, familiar if not predictable.
Passive spectator except on those
rare occasions when the bubble pops
and the world stands forth, stark and clean.

Colours sing that three dimensions,
five senses,
one lifetime,
are not enough
to experience a world so real
and I know that if I could just stay
outside the bubble I could hold time
in the palm of my hand, vanquish
the dragons of pain, fear, and longing, see
inside hearts, and speak without words.

Then a random, mundane thought intrudes
and the bubble sneaks up around me again, clouds
the freshness, lulls my senses.
But just before the bubble closes I wonder
‘is this what becoming one with the universe means?
Was I there and I blew it again?
Will I ever find my way back?’.

I feel in my bones this world
I’ve glimpsed is a stepping stone
to eternity and if I could just stay
long enough to find my way
I would sprout new senses, fly
into a new dimension, the next lifetime.
The dragons growl.
The bubble closes.

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14 Nov 2015

First Rule

There are so many rules
where one would do
so pick up the cards you’re dealt
and do your own thing
as long as that thing
doesn’t hurt someone else.

The trick here is knowing
the true definition
of words like ‘someone’ and ‘hurt’
‘cause plenty of hurts
don’t show at first glance
and are easily incurred.

And that ‘someone’ could be
a person, a dog,
a tree, or the earth ‘neath your feet.
That ‘someone’ could be
yourself so some care,
and empathy is needed.

And the one rule that seemed
self centred evolves
into an awareness of all
and how we’re connected
for better or worse
on a spinning, blue and green ball.

#123

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