I am
nothing I can
conceive
nothing I can
imagine
nothing I can
remember
nothing I can
know
nothing I can
feel
nothing I can
perceive
yet my Presence
makes every
perception
and every movement of
thought and feeling
p o s s i b l e
I am
the Beloved I sought;
there was no
attainment to be had, no
condition to be met, no
return to be made
nothing, nothing
could be more sweetly simple
than this sacred intimacy
– miriam louisa
this unlit light 
sigh, yes. when we stop our striving, our searching….. we find ourselves in this place, the First place.
beautiful.
Monica – thanks for your wise comment.
“… the First place” is a beautiful term – First and Last and Only – the place we know simply as “I”.
~ ml
i am that. thank you for the finger pointing back at the inner moon.
Yes, @my9demons – that and this and there, the inner and the outer, the finger and the moon …
Bowing to you ~ ml
Beautiful! Thank you!
Gratitude for your kind comment Amrita.
BTW I love your “Always at Home” post …
_/|\_
It just came out when I was sitting with my netbook outside of Whole Foods today.
To Amrita: I too am interested in awareness, and thinking in a state of conscious awareness being different from the maunderings of the Monkey mind- so I commented on your blog, and Akismet spammed it. Irritating. I am “always at home” because I spend most of my time in my living room- and love the thought of always being at home, wherever you are.
And who, in this poem, is “I”?
Pure awareness discovering “itself”
Dear Clare:
… if I claim to know, I lie
… if I say “I don’t know”
I’m pulling your leg!
🙂
Reblogged this on The Mariner's Journal and commented:
Deeply beautiful
Thank you John – I’m smiling with joy that you find resonance with these words ~ ml
Truly deep. They touch the heart of ‘the matter’. Or should I say ‘the spirit’ ?:)
Nice piece of work!
Thank you – high praise from such a wordwsmith! Your blog simply brilliant.
Wow ! Great to discover this wonder-full pointer
Welcome – and thanks for your comment – are you still living in Tasmania?
I am enough ~
“When there is another, one hears another, sees another, smells another, respects another, thinks of another… But when there is no other… ” (Brih. Up.)