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Not All

It's not all it's cracked up to be

Enlightenment and all

I saw the emptiness inside

the flash of light,

like the solar system

created right before my eyes

the fullness of the love

for all beings equal and one

and the lightness

of knowing it was/is/will be

everything it was

always supposed

to be

the emptiness

of knowing that no amount

of worry can change a thing,

that no amount of thinking

will make me more or better

I let go of myself, my ego

Let go, like water on a fall

It was like an orgasm sent by God.

And, yes, then it was over

and I went outside

the Buddist temple

to smoke a cigarrette.

 


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Seren

Seren

16 years 11 months ago

Sha ...

well written and I loveeee your ending lol ... Love and Light Jayne
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bjp

16 years 11 months ago

Dear Sha,

You are getting good, aren't you! Such a wit. Affectionately, Brian
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barbsdad2003

16 years 11 months ago

How sad!

But only from my perspective: 20 years a diabetic fighting for consistency in blood sugar/lipid numbers ... and an avid nonsmoker (including nonsecondhand smoker). I think for reasons apparent. On the verge of quaint 70. I love life too much to let it go. I.e., let go of it. I know, I know, death can be such a relief: No more blood pressure, no more blood, no more sugar, no more lipids, no more breath, no more laughter, no more ... well, orgasms (of life/living, I mean (of course; what else could I mean?)). And for smokers who let it go, no more cigarettes. But all that stuffy "stuff" being said, you've a clever write here. Evinces a great sense of humor. And if I weren't so sad at its ending ... you know I'd be laughing. Nicely written. And kudos, Chuck
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sha_onarainyday

16 years 11 months ago

Thank you Chuck!That’s

Thank you Chuck! That's very impressive, that you've managed to keep your health with such a serious illness! Being a nurse, I see people all the time who do not take care of their chronic illnesses and end up leaving this world too soon. That being said, this is not autobiographical. I don't smoke. Nor have I ever tried to meditate in a Buddhist temple, though there is one around here somewhere, which is pretty cool if you ask me. This poem, for me, is in fact a commentary/parody of 21st century spiritualism. Even though we all understand it, how lovely it would be to love thy neighbor, to live in piece with god and self, we never quite get it.
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barbsdad2003

16 years 11 months ago

Whew!

Am I so very glad ... it's not autobiographical. I feared it was. Well, maybe feared's a little strong, but ... I saw very clearly the humor. And well formed/crafted, by the way. The evident humor, I mean. But then ... on the health side ... second thoughts. Which I expressed in my comment above. Thanx for letting me know. Again, Chuck PS: I take a very independent path re my diabetes. Don't follow normal standards of doctor care/protocol. So I put up quite a fight for my independence (rebelliousness?). My last A1c: 4.7. I keep it about there. You can make that my average. And feeling great, too, by the way, if you don't mind my saying so. I do inject insulin, but take no other prescriptions. (Obtained a last-blood-take HDL/cholesterol ratio of 2.1 (triglycerides 68) with no professional medical help. Sometimes I feel just like a dog chasing tail (or is that tale? well, I think you know what I mean), but ... it is a lot more fun (really!)---adventuresome, too---than the alternative(s).)