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#5022 - Thursday, September 12, 2013 - Editor: Gloria Lee

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    #5022 - Thursday, September 12, 2013 - Editor: Gloria Lee The Nonduality Highlights http://groups.yahoo.com/group/NDhighlights/ Gabriel Rosenstock (Ireland,
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      #5022 - Thursday, September 12, 2013 - Editor: Gloria Lee
       
       
       
       
      Gabriel Rosenstock
      (Ireland, 1949)   
       
      "Rosenstock is so famously difficult to pin down, that one is slow to try to
      describe him at all. Indeed, this foxy elusiveness may be his defining feature.
      Rosenstock is an extraordinary writer who has authored, edited or translated
      over a hundred books. His poetry, however, is the heart of this body of
      literary work.
      http://www.poetryinternationalweb.net/pi/site/poet/item/6815/30/Gabriel-Rosenstock
       
       

       
      speak, stones!                                                                                         
       
      why don't you speak?                                                                              
       - deserted village       
       
      Deserted Village, Achill Island
       
      Image: Ron Rosenstock
      Text: Gabriel Rosenstock                                
       

       
       
      One of the images from THE AWAKENED EYE (by Fabienne Rivery) inspired this wee poem:
       
       
      How did it all happen
       

      every lone gull
       
      on a rock is you
      come to ground
       
      from the flight of ages
       
      now, look around,
      all this, too, is you -
       
      how did it all happen
       

      out of the blue
       
       

       
       
      Stone Buddha in the garden
       
       
       
      This Monday morning and shadows are dancing
       
      With the sun
       
      Or sun dancing with shadows
       
      And only the face of the Buddha is illumined
       
      In morning sunshine
       
       
       
      Only the Buddha can gaze
       
      At the sun –
       
      The sun within himself.
       
      A pigeon flies by and does not stop
       
      To wonder at this face of light.
       
      But it too is riddled with the same glow
       
      As are all things.
       
       
       
      Sometimes we await a syllable
       
      A smile.
       
       
       
      The stone Buddha in the garden
       
      Is only stone
       
       
       
                                           Gabriel Rosenstock
       

       
       
      centuries of silence
       
      gathered in the round tower
       
      of Turlough
       
       
      Image: Ron Rosenstock
      Text: Gabriel Rosenstock
       

       
       
      Glencar Waterfall
       
      sings its own name
       
      even at night
       
       
      Image: Ron Rosenstock
      Text: Gabriel Rosenstock
       

       
       
      the light of dawn –look! –
       
      dancing itself
       
      into day
       
       
      Morning Mist, Punakha, Bhutan
       
      Image: Ron Rosenstock
      Text: Gabriel Rosenstock
       

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