Talking How We Got Here

Once we were a small condensed particle,
a cell within an enormity which was itself
a mere fraction of something even more
immense, something unimaginable.

What held us together was a mighty force
for which we humans make up names,
but here for the sake of plain speaking
we may simply call it “love”.

When that divinity (which is pure joy, utter ecstasy)
spontaneously achieved its maximum blissful intensity,
the ensuing explosion flung us out into the vastness,
forming great spinning galaxies of love’s own light.

In the midst of this infinite celestial expansion,
some of us collided with each other, creating
even more of us to illuminate the void
with gleaming sparks of radiance.

Strangely, even as we appear in the midst of it,
we often act as if we are somehow isolated
from the whole of it, perhaps just to see
what that sense of distance feels like.

When we close our eyes, it may even seem
we are standing still, yet in the scheme of things
we are moving at tremendous speed.

Each thought is like a stationary milestone flashing by,
barely noticed in the rear view mirror as we continue
spiraling onward – one irresistible beam of clear light
effortlessly dissolving into indestructible space.

With no discernible reference point nor fixed focus
of any static identity, all our dreamy conceptions
of being bound are inevitably set free of themselves.

Back at the playground, children chase each other
around and around, wildly laughing and shouting,
completely unconcerned about where they are
or how they even came to be there.

Maybe we too can relinquish our demand for certainty,
turn off our GPS device and relax in blessed non-locality.

After all, do we truly ever know where we are,
much less how we came to be here?

Regardless, we need not struggle in perpetual conflict
with our innate cluelessness, we can enjoy it as a gift.

Once we’ve found the answer to every why and how,
we will pine again for that great not knowing —
it’s what gives life its compelling thrill.



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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