This (Child) Now is
as all our agelessness comes to you

This (Ever-child gift of all our ages now here)
cannot stop the giving of life

Will not be sad in the face of misery surrounding,
(Near effortlessly) exercising transcendence of pain’s reality

Exercising the transcendence over hate and harm’s justifiers
And here be freed from proud sufferings and the suffering of pride

As it is and so will be
the soul’s waving underconscious riding the universal tide

The full conflict-living-form-cycles
that will die in turn with time’s measure to the dawns of Peace is here

Gratitude is,
as in the light ever-grateful to the canvas dark

The void of night & emptiness,
lightening and fulfilled to the core of breathing lives.

Giving life and leaving truths, thanks to what foundations are
‘The Give’ (And forgotten?)

… or some wholeness by a chance so graced to be here learning over
and over again from what is under; not hiding behind sold histories of half lessons

Withunder by the underconscious. Sometimes … oh so ever-present
within and withunder all ways that may pretend to hide the soul

And so silently too in mind are we each the next step of creativity is,
where the underconscious rises to eventually end all wars between one or more

The mystery & physics of science & hope dancing together
Releasing the self into the giving receives

Unheld as the giving air no one keeps
In comfort alone by the cradle of here we all share the uncovered denials found

‘Long live the Underconscious’ is a profound understatement.

© Copyright 2009, 2010 C.C. Arshagra