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Blue Samadhi Selves
pound809

As they slowly pass into nothingness
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From whose holy writ
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Do these cloud forms speak?
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Whose vaulted scroll?
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For who is cogent
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In their azure speech?
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And then, at last, it silently occurred—
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(That empty space I never thought to see!)
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When I saw these
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Things so dear to me
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Transformed into their blue samadhi selves!
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27 Jun 18

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wonderful piece, very textured and rich in feeling.

one thing, i like the capitalization of line-starts in this. people in the past have been scorned for using the traditional capping and that's not right. a poem is its own form and grammar.

also, i like the syllable count very much. it builds a very strong poem architecture, building the strong line then shortening or lengthening the count to control the reader's breathing. which is what a poem does... a kind of yoga of mind and body.  
 — cadmium

also, this has a feeling of dhrupad. i could hear the elder Dagar brothers singing it.
 — cadmium

  Just googled dhrupad...  I always learn something new from you Cadmium. Thankyou
 — pound809

samadhi is the highest state of meditation
 — unknown

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