Some things are not meant to be,
though I still save space for them,
not knowing divine timing
or even my own mind sometimes,
and what is this compulsion
to occupy perceptual emptiness,
is it simply creativity seeking
a natural outlet, the crashing surf
carving out caves on Mt. Desert's
rugged shoreline or the smoothing
of lava rock at the base of Halawa's
thundering waterfall?
I can wish, and in wishing
place my desires on the altar
of possibilities, then forget them
if I am wise, releasing attachment
to outcome, opening time's parachute
upside-down, the beggar's empty cup
yawning with space minus the desperation
of those truly in need of wish fulfillment;
Meanwhile the two empty chairs sitting
next to and caddy corner from mine
leave room for those yet to arrive, and even
they do not know, anymore than I, what seats
will be occupied when and where
in the near or distant future;
Imagine my surprise then when, one day
and least expected, the fulfillment
of those forgotten desires returns to gladden
or to haunt, depending (be careful
what you wish for); the unexpected visitor
materializes, and I am left to wonder
at which juncture I might have yearned
for such an encounter, prepared or not.
Be careful what you wish for … and be ready for the unexpected. Love these words Bela. Keep an open mind and open heart my friend 💛🙏💛
Thanks, Val! Not wired to be otherwise. 😂❤️
It’s been a long time since I had an unexpected visitor. But I too have a chair waiting. (K)
I would imagine. 😉 cheers, Kerfe. Have a splendid holiday. ❤️
You too Bela.
Thanks. 🙏
I particularly loved this part
‘if I am wise, releasing attachment
to outcome, opening time’s parachute
upside-down, the beggar’s empty cup
yawning with space minus the desperation
of those truly in need of wish fulfillment;’
I feel you Bela. Have a Christmas filled with warmth and love. X
– Esme waving her tinsel from upon the Cloud
Somehow your comment ended up in my spam folder, which I check rarely. Thank you so much. And thank you for the sweet Christmas wish. I hope you had a lovely holiday time, and that the new year will bring you optimism, good health, and unexpected gifts. Sending you love! 💕
In the spam! Terrible business. Hahahahaha, thank you m’dear the same back to you with bells and tinsel on. <3
– Esme using a key to open a tin upon the Cloud
Keys and tins! So fun. I miss those old school devices. 💕
Your imagery enriched verse is so engaging, Bela. The compulsion to occupy ‘perceptual emptiness’ is what is helping many of us find fulfilment. May there be interesting personableness to fill those empty chairs…
Thanks so much, Raj! Appreciate your perspectives, always. And yes! Fulfillment in perceptual emptiness, indeed! Blessings.