Two Poetic Visions from the Heights

An Australian Practitioner

PureInsight | June 14, 2004

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Weave of Boundlessness

Within weaves of boundlessness,
I, one thread, a mere remnant of
my former light when reduced to
a being definably human, lodged
between the stars, molecules and
this blinding of time.

Here, under the eyes of heaven,
yet separated. From the forge of
infinity to such blinkers, confined,
flawed and these endless panderings
to self-reaffirming.

Stretching, drawn amid the smallest
arenas where the world is too much
the limit. Cornered, sealed from our
brighter days, but through one's
bearing of shadows some longing
inside us awakens, beckoning realms
of our once cloudless origins.
discovering again the journey, my
own reflections rising within the
weaves of boundlessness…

To return, we must embrace ways of
a hallowed heart, far beyond any
blindings of time.


The Summit


To ascend where summits of cold and mountains prevail… this "otherworldliness" where few venture and fewer reside.

Such narrow and often stony paths wend their way towards distant lands (clearer, somehow, when closer to horizons rather than under foot). "Over worlds" above valleys crowded with throngs and the din of the marketplace where many a heart consumed by fear or contempt for solitude and realms aloft

Having descended into these lowlands, I remain breathing inside this world of unrisen airs, finding a glimpse beyond the conundrums of commonality and the usual choirs of consciousness. Come, confide in more than reverie before crossing the threshold where transcendence abounds!

Truth, even if concealed within the loneliest of sparks, dares now to shine into the dark. Let the fires ignite and lesser the shadows born. Hurl will to the hour, the phoenix, barely half alive, must have its day again! Wings stretching between magnitudes, minds and its miniscule scope… mere twilight compared to unimaginable suns above clouds and the "everyday."

The wayfarer's journey, if measurable, begins and ends in those places most familiar (here to home). With virtue attained, no doubts cast upon such undertakings into boundless flights destined towards summit and eternity.


(Inspired by the profound journey of cultivation in Falun Dafa).


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