This poem was inspired by the un-knowing. When we begin to use the mind to label and put things into boxes or categories, we begin to separate. Then comes subject and object, we divide and duality is born.
I want to be naked
Like the bare body of a babe
Who knows not they are naked
Gleefully galloping so confidently
On fumbling legs of a fawn
Still learning to find a foot
Soft peach skin
Soft eyes
No lines
To divide
So soft to see it all
Eyes that know not how to distinguish
No symbol or segregation
Meaning or relation
Causation
Simply exploring through direct sensation
Vibration
No differentiation from one to another
Objects merging
One woven masterpiece
Of texture and colour
Light, sound, shape
All things so full in their formless face
No name
It’s all the same to the eyes of a babe
That’s how I want to be naked
Peel it all back
Divine in my unknowing
Unclouded by conditioning
Fresh eyes
No lies
Benevolent truth
In the eyes of the youth
Just like how before a baby learns to identify, label and categorise, it sees the world in a raw form. Its mind hasn’t yet been conditioned or moulded in any way. A baby experiences reality in a very ‘matter of fact’ manner without stories and biases. Once we learn that a chair is a chair and a table is a table, how then do we look at the objects without the mind identifying them with the name that they have been assigned.
When the mind releases its grasp on all that it’s learnt, releasing all naming and identifications, relinquishes all that it thinks it knows and comes into a state of un-knowing, then there is no separation, no duality. Everything is all one of the same.
What a paradox to know oneness through a state of un-knowing and just as soon as we think we know something, then we’ve lost it, in fact we know nothing.
Written with Love,
Ursula
