Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: light
Why wake him?You woke to nothing,do you think he won’t?Your hand will guide him firmly and away,your lips will teach the nonsense he will say,your sins on himevery day. At best,he’ll pass the testyou failed,but where you wonwill be undone. … Continue reading
The tide that started flowingall those years agohas eddied roundand doubled back,has shadowed our diverging tracksand monitored their going.It sidles in and splashes at our feetleaving us very little common groundfor if and when we try to meet. Every step … Continue reading
In Buddha’s sunlit laboratory(or Dhamma chamber),experiments by laboratory assistants(or monks)demonstratethat if you shine the lightof investigationon form, feeling, perception,thoughts and consciousnessand apply continuous mindfulnessat the very centreof the rising and fallingof these phenomena,all things are seento be without a permanent … Continue reading
Not knowing is a barreltumbling over Niagara:darkness withindanger without. Knowing is the full moonat midnightsplashing lightin the darkest corners. Wanting to knowis taking responsibilityfor the goodand the bad. Not wanting to knowis a skeleton in the cupboardand a bloody knifeunder … Continue reading
Consciousness is Lifeis the Light that lighteth Everymanthat cometh into the world. Everyman is not that Lightbut can become a witness of that light;that, seeing it, othersmay believemay becomechildren of that Light,may dispelthe Darknessof the Children of this World. .
The furze and brackenis browned and a little battered.The Michaelmas daisiesand brambles shine in the September sun.A Painted Lady slowlyopens and closes its wings. Every momentis a fork in the roadand every forkis always the same,the choice between right and … Continue reading
This flowering of the Human Spiritis a reaching outinto the empty wastelandof the egoic mindin search ofthe lost gardens of Eden. This fruitless endeavourto fill its wastelandwith memoriesof its past (My was)and thoughtsof its future (My will be) is stitched … Continue reading
On the broken and transcendedthe Light shines brightesthaving more shadows to contend withmended. On the dead and transcendedthe Light shines clearest,there is least of all there to contend withtended. Blessed are the Beatitudesfor they bring rest unto the people.If any … Continue reading