Brian Taylor has been a Poet and Philosopher in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
Tag Archives: mind
If stopping were easy,a thought beamproperly directedwould thread silentlythrough atom after atomand bring the entire universeto a standstill.An empty mirrorreflected in itself. If stopping were difficult,the spider mind would jumble on,piling thought on thought,trapped in its own web;the threads spreading … Continue reading
The sun shineson the pathsilent and still. Either sideshadowstwist and turncalling on the mindto lose itself in a dancewith its own reflections. .
In the Jungle of the Worldand the tangle of the Senseswe build us hutsof mud and heartacheand make (and mend) our fragile fences.“This is ME! This is MINE!”is the burden of our song. We cannot see, still less define,that pain … Continue reading
A face half in shadowin the gallery;sudden silenceamong the guests,candlelit at the long table below. Girlsserving sherbetin the caravanserai.Before the whirlwindin the sandstorm’s eyetears up the desert. A severed headand the black mask of the executioneron Tower Hill. Broken masts … Continue reading
Speechreaches outto whisper and shout,praise and curse,across a silent universe;making of molecular vibrationa means of human communication. It wasn’t always quite like this;the groansand moans,the hissand howlsin the warm pre-Cambrian mudwere eloquent enough avowalsof love and hatred, fear and blood. … Continue reading
I must be present nowbefore I can have a past;I must be present nowto create a future then. If I still my present mindand exchange present thoughtsfor nothing at all,I have escaped past and futureand achieved a timeless peacewith no … Continue reading
Trace it all back as far as you canfrom where it ends up to where it began:From knife to the hand,from hand to the eye;from footprints on sandto the sun in the sky. Trace it back further to where it … Continue reading