Bodhidharma’s Electronic Wall

Click, click, click, click, click –
the wraith of mind, attention,
ceaselessly shifts from thread
to thread, post to post, searching
in vain for the ghost of the host,
adrift in inter-locking cyber-streams
with a hard-wired impulse to know
and be known, to love and be loved,
to touch, O Bikkhus, and, yes, be touched,
even if only by small black lines and dots
flashing along a warm bandwidth . . .

restless, and wishing it were otherwise,
a streaming edginess of compulsive thought
emerges from an alternating complicity
of craving and aversion, a deep desire
that will not be denied yet cannot be
satisfied, a thirst forever unrequited,
while the digital wheel keeps spinning
another day, another dharma, another
sutra of here I am, where are You —
the secret not-so-secret screen savior
lurking perpetually out of reach . . .

and so the click, click, click, click,
taps out an ancient repetitive S O S
as a bleary nouveau Bodhidharma
for that not-so-new-age dawning
sits in trance before the cave wall
of an LED computer screen, dueling
with the pixel mind aglow within
that mirror, while out beyond
the dim-lit solitude:

the forest mists are lifting
and some redwoods in that forest
were young trees when Shakyamuni
taught that there is only seeking
and he called this searching suffering,
yet deep within the forest grove
the tallest tree they’ve measured
will be someday sliced like beefsteak
into reams of blank white paper
for some future mouse magician
ripe with internet-based dharma
to press PRINT and too late notice
they neglected to spell check.



About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have a number of blog sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Compiled Poetry and Prosetry: Verses and ramblings on life as it is: Verses and Variations on the Investigation of Mind Nature: Verses on the Play of Consciousness: Poetic Fiction, Fable, Fantabulation: Poems of the Mountain Hermit: Love Poems from The Book of Yes: Autobiographical Fragments, Memories, Stories, and Tall Tales: Ancient and modern spiritual texts, creatively refreshed: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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