In Search Of Two Sticks

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Feet firmly planted in the starters’ block,
Hands holding the weight of my body
I await the starter’s gun with expectation
Couched in taut trepidation.

We’re off!
Find two sticks to rub together,
An ideology and a firebrand will do nicely.
Hurry. Rub fast before-
Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

Furtive fumbles in decaying underbrush
Uncover the piece de resistance-
The twin sticks of wealth and prestige,
a toxic fast-fading conflagration
No phoenix rising here.

Energy waning, desperation draining
I plod on in search of fire fodder,
Stumbling upon the sure-fired kindling
Of dogma and Nirvana fizzling out incompatible

At last, the finish line.
I collapse with hands empty and spirit vulnerable
Rubbed raw and flame flashing
God rekindled.

 

 

© Rita H Kowats November 9, 2017

“In the Beginning Was Power”

Chardin Power and Fire

T.S. Eliot gave us one of the world’s most poignant lines of mystic thought, “For most of us, there is only the unattended Moment, the moment in and out of time… music heard so deeply /That it is not heard at all, but you are the music/ While the music lasts.”  Likewise, we ARE the Power while the Power lasts.  The minute we HAVE power we have entered a place of no-power, a vapid simulation of life.

A Spiritual Practice for Becoming the Power

 

Breathing in,    I become God’s Intellectual Power.
Breathing out,  I release ignorance.

Breathing in,    I become God’s Loving Power.
Breathing out,  I release domination.

Breathing in,    I become God’s Energizing Power.
Breathing out,  I release complacency.

Let Us Pray:

Intelligent Power, grant me
a mind that is clean and clear.
Show me my way.

Loving Power, embrace me in my need.

Energizing Power, set me on fire
with your truth.

Amen.