Welcome to a poetic and philosophic blog about the struggles of life and relationship.

“The ambiguity of life exists in every creative process. In every creative process of life, a destructive trend is implied; in every integrating process of life, a disintegrating trend; in every process toward the sublime, a profanizing trend.”(Paul Tillich, Ph.D., from The Meaning of Health, 1981)

Life cannot exist without the essential possibility and existential reality of death. Life is impossible without the daily, chaotic struggle against death... against the unremitting threat of entropy and nothingness. As Tillich again informs us, “Life must risk itself daily in order to win itself, but in the risking it may lose itself. A life which does not risk death--even in the highest forms of the life of the spirit--is a life poorly lived." This willingness to risk ourselves for greater life is the key that opens the door to the wellspring of creativity deep inside of us... that wellspring of transformative vitality that propels us through the struggle of death into the richness and renewal of new life.

"Creativity is 'the elixir of life' that heals and transforms life. Through the creative process we enter that 'sacred place,' that zone of evolution where the world lights up to itself as we light up to the world. It is here, in that 'holiest of holy' places that we are reunited with the waters of the wellspring of creativity, The Source of the 'River of Life' from which all creative energy and vitality issue forth to be manifested as new life. Through every creative act, life fulfills itself. Through every creative act, we transcend the mortality of our separate ego-self of I and enter into the realm of immortality to become one with our contextual self as Thou, as a self-realized collaborator in creation. Through creativity, we are delivered from the chaos of illness into the dynamic order of new life."
(P. Donovan & Herb Joiner Bey from The Face of Consciousness, 2006)

Please join me on this courageous venture of life and "enter into the realm of immortality," the realm of dialogue and relationship by poetically sharing with this community, your struggles to live... to "nullify the unremitting recurrences of death" through the continuous recurrence of birth. Through dialogue and relationship, the Face of consciousness is seen, recognized and witnessed. It is your Face, my Face, the Face of all life, the Face of our God. Thank you, Patrick.

Monday, May 17, 2010

On Trial for Your Love

Tonight I am on trial
for the beauty of your love.
They claim I felt you naked.
But I swear I wore a glove.

And so I’ve pleaded guilty
in this holy court of laws.
judged by introspections
and convicted by my flaws.

They say you were imprisoned
by this lustful cruel desire,
to see your body naked
in all its flesh and all its fire.

But I beg for your forgiveness.
I beg for your embrace.
I beg to be released and freed
from the torment of this place.

Now I stand upon this gallows.
With no guilt and with no shame
for loving you without malice
for loving you without blame.

This hangman’s noose is welcomed
As it caudles my last breath
And I pass this night forever,
this night of welcomed death.

Please morn me in my passing.
Remember me to your kin;
this man who so once loved you
in your beauty and your sin;

this man who so once loved you
when you would not let him in.

© p. donovan

1 comment:

  1. The struggle to love is not easy when being loved is so difficult to accept. Ah, ego, the great obstructionist.