— William Blake
“Open Doors” — by: Christa Taylor
We are infinite beings
standing at perception’s threshold
eager to find the truth
here we find ourselves
awaking slowly
from some infinite place
our coming to be
unknown to us as any mystery
our essence is an enigma
learned in stories
in evolving relationships
gradually we open to our identity
slowly — awareness dawns
like the rising of a newborn sun
breaking on our doorway of perception
we feel the draw of its warmth
and flow effortlessly into timelessness
as though immortal in the evermoment
we see — not over the horizon
for we perceive no horizon at all
there is but limitless eternal possibility
we comprehend no end — no beginning
immersed only in the perfect now
embodied wholly of our origin
it is therein exists the miracle of life
we are infinite beings — in this moment
dreaming to sustain this infinite moment
the struggles and limitations of time and reality
are not their truth — but our perception
so let go into the flow — let time carry you
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rob kistner © 2022
Poetry at: The Sunday Muse
Spoken like the metaphysical guru that you are, Rob. It surely takes the pressure off to know and accept it.
Thank you Lisa. We must live daily life mindful for sure, but to anchor one’s happiness to the degree of true control you have over your fate — is to be extremely disappointed snd disenchanted. And if we spend exorbitant amounts of time in a vain effort to control our future, ironically, we waste the only thing we truly possess — NOW! We
can and should exert meaningful influence our NOW, to the degree we are able — but the past certainly, and perhaps more importantly, the future, are not things we ultimately can control — so we do our best in the infinite NOW, and play well the future hand fate deals to you, because as a whole you do not have ultimate control… live your life believing, or trying to make it otherwise, you will drive yourself mad!
Love how you created an evolutionary timeline of sorts … in the end letting go. A lovely poem, Rob.
Thank you Helen… 🙂
Simply fantastic, Rob…
~David
Thank you David. I was quite in touch with my ecstatic self for this one, that voice that speaks indide yo me, not by me… 🙂
Be here now.
The CliffsNotes synopsis… 🙂
Wow, just wow. This was a timely read for me. When that awareness dawns it is truly freeing. I loved this so much Rob, thank you 🙂
Thank you Katherine, pleased you liked it… 🙂
No beginning or end – just the renewed beauty of “now”. You are a wise man who sees the bigger picture.
Energy cannot be eliminated, only converted to a different form — so time, being conceptual, is eternal.
“as though immortal in the evermoment”
I wish i had written this ?
Happy Sunday Rob
Much????love
Thank you Gillena, much love to you my friend… 🙂
The idea of infinity has always made me queasy…this poems pulls as if I was hanging on to the edge of a swimming pool.
When I was quite young Chrissa, 5, 6, 7, I had such a strong desire to escape my situation, that I would lie in bed and fall into extended deep meditation, on the concept and feeling of infinity, to the point that I would literally nearly have an out of body experience. It was really consuming, and definitely a little frightening the further in I went — but for me, it was absolutely fascinating. 🙂
Time is both illusive and constraining. This poem and the ending are gorgeous my friend!
Thank you Carrie… 🙂
Lovey poem Rob – we must all live in the ‘Now’ for that is all we truly have <3
Thank you Angela, but most people never master the true ability to do so, and live lives of dissatisfaction, longing, control seeking, greed, depression — simple statement, but remarkably difficult reality… 🙂
“immortal in the evermoment” – classic!
Thank you Dora… :’
Oh, perceptions…They can be so right on and so far off. Beautiful poetry. “limitless eternal possibility” I needed those encouraging words today.
Glad I could provide Susie… 🙂
This fits the photo perfectly, Rob! I love “doorway of perception”
Thank you Sara… 🙂