-beginning
to Love with wild abandon
I am a fool's fool
jumping off cliffs
like they were cracks
in my skull split
to show the stupidity of
my intellect functioning
without a zipper to conclude
the silly dance that is now
-over
To be dust under His feet...
- Baba Jacob
- Bandung, Java Barat, Indonesia
- I am an Expat living in Indonesia. I grew up in Oregon, USA. Avatar Meher Baba is my Spiritual Master.
2 comments:
I like the way your poems seem to be so abstract, but sometimes I don't understand them and I am frustrated with the ambiguity, which may be on your part deliberate? A poetic device?
I sometimes try to rearange the lines and words to see if there is some kind of code I can crack to get the meaning. I wonder If I were to write a poem and then just scramble the lines would my poems be better for being incomprehensible? and in that way more abstract? I take it from this poem that the silly dance is over, which refers to all the crap you lived through, and now you are set on a beginning -- a new very pleasant dance? I wish that for you, so maybe I am reading into it my own wishes, which are wishes I have for myself too.
love
Dad
I like you interpretation just fine.
Ok Dad, I will break this one down for ya in terms of what I meant. Silly Dance is living in Maya or illusion. Intellect functioning without a zipper is intellect functioning by taking things apart but not putting them back together again, also could be called analyze, which is the limitation of intellect. The heart synthesizes things, like taking jigsaw peaces and making a whole. It is the opposite of the intellect. Jumping of cliffs like they were cracks is due to trust in the in the One I love with wild abandon. Skull split is both a reference to my actual skull being broken but also couples the first half of the poem with the second. I am calling my Master a fool (the servant is the master motif) which really means he brings wisdom to the world while bringing them joy through love. While I am a fool in the sense that I act to bring pleasure to my Master.
So it is a poem about my experience of Loving God yet being human all the same and having to operate with my brain to function in maya (illusion). Something like that. :)
If you apply Meher Baba to most of my poems, hopefully they will have greater comprehensibility.
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