Soul, Rhythm & Blues...3 Poems

I HAVE NO PARENTS;
I MAKE THE HEAVENS AND EARTH MY PARENTS.

I HAVE NO HOME;
I MAKE AWARENESS MY HOME

I HAVE NO LIFE OR DEATH;
I MAKE THE TIDES OF MY BREATHING MY LIFE AND DEATH.

I HAVE NO DIVINE POWER;
I MAKE HONESTY MY DIVINE POWER.

I HAVE NO MEANS;
I MAKE UNDERSTANDING MY MEANS.

I HAVE NO MAGIC SECRETS;
I MAKE CHARACTER MY MAGIC SECRET.

I HAVE NO BODY;
I MAKE ENDURANCE MY BODY.

I HAVE NO EYES;
I MAKE THE FLASH OF LIGHTNING MY EYES.

I HAVE NO EARS;
I MAKE SENSIBILITY MY EARS.

I HAVE NO LIMBS;
I MAKE PROMPTNESS MY LIMBS.

I HAVE NO STRATEGY;
I MAKE CLARITY MY STRATEGY.

I HAVE NO DESIGNS;
I MAKE INTUITION MY DESIGN.

I HAVE NO MIRACLES;
I MAKE RIGHT-ACTION MY MIRACLES.

I HAVE NO PRINCIPLES;
I MAKE NO-AVERSION MY PRINCIPLE.

I HAVE NO TACTICS;
I MAKE EMPTINESS AND FULLNESS MY TACTICS.

I HAVE NO TALENTS;
I MAKE READY WIT MY TALENT.

I HAVE NO FRIENDS;
I MAKE MY MIND MY FRIEND.

I HAVE NO ENEMY;
I MAKE CARELESSNESS MY ENEMY.

I HAVE NO ARMOR;
I MAKE BENEVOLENCE AND RIGHTEOUSNESS MY ARMOR.

I HAVE NO CASTLE;
I MAKE IMMOVABLE-MIND MY CASTLE.

I HAVE NO SWORD;
I MAKE ABSENCE OF SELF MY SWORD.

Samurai Prayer


Rilke


All which isn't singing is mere talking
and all talking's talking to oneself
(whether that oneself be sought or seeking
master or disciple sheep or wolf)

gush to it as deity or devil
toss in sobs and reasons threats and smiles
name it cruel fair or blessed evil
It is you (ne i) nobody else
drive dumb mankind dizzy with haranguing
you are deafened every mother's son
all is merely talk which isn't singing
and all talking's to oneself alone

but the very song of (as
mountains feel and lovers)
singing is silence


e.e.cummings



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