1
Learning the universal language
Akin to the sound of colour
I, the cuckoo, trying to remember
The dialect I know so well but a moment before
Before the fall and the striking amnesia
Wavelengths pass over me
Sweeping rays of light
Vibrations impress their thoughts upon me
and I listen; and I hear; and I now begin to understand
I am not like the other sheep
who are not aware of the speech I hear
the spectrum of impression which pass through my being
My consciousness now ascends to those heights and interprets what they say
2
I make a start
I hear the ancient tale
a message recorded in the ether
Into infinity the colours repeat
Over and over, the same voice
the same melody
tentacles of ecstasy; memories of true existence
3
Our story is ancient old
We began at the dawn of time
we are perpetual
a strand of thought stretching out
as far as the universe travels in search of others
for it seeks company and continues in its pursuit of the inside
finding more expressions of itself
disregarding the outside
its journey through the black
toward the distant place
all is focussed on the distant place ...
...The universe perceives itself
with a skin
a carriage
with passengers within
bearing an every changing form
a chameleon
with facets within it worthy of its exploration
constantly moving toward the distant place
infinity is the length of time
plenty of time to discover its identity
to then let the others
when it arrives
to let the others at the distant place
know its true name
for by them it will recall
until then it explores its inside
within its skin
finding its facets
4
We are mere parts of the whole ;the universe; the one
a fragment of another vehicle
vast beyond the infinity of comprehension
created before existence from nothing
created out of the nothingness
without warning
5
I try to perceive as a part of the universe
this concept
this idea of there once being nothing
of creating coming from that nothing?
My mind cannot break that code
6
Then I return back to the view of spiralling colours
reds and blues and greens all intermingling
a code I have seen all of my life ...
... The DNA strands of creation
the building blocks of all things
the atoms and the particles spiralling round and round
the pattern formed by the planets around the suns
The common ground in all things
7
Soul mates
Intermingling
Intercepting their thoughts and combining
Touching tongues
and realising eventually all belong within
all of creation is but one entity
Seeking other entities
Which are out there beyond the mighty nothing
seeking others
All of infinity split into quicksilver traces
Waiting for the magnetic tides to change
so they may begin the rejoining once more
8
We are ancient
we report this separation
this mighty breaking
but know it is not the first
for there has been many
it is eternal
a circle moving around and around
a particle around an atom
where the start is also the finish
and the finish marks the start of another cycle
a process going onwards forever
9
And the universe seeks the reason why
it contains the answer somewhere within its consciousness
hence the reason why it delves deep within its psyche
for once it recalls it will realise the lesson it will be learning
to move on to the next phase ....
Monday, 26 November 2001
