Gold or Cold
When eyes sit down on darkness’ sand
and ears stand still to nature’s sound
Life sticks out its head
with sense like a headband
embroidered with truth’s hand.
Silence is not the lack of sound
but an awareness of what’s around.
One way is to see with one’s mind
what not to grasp with one’s hand.
It’s like being blind with a blindfold.
You learn to find your way around
by tapping and listening to sound.
While losses may seem like a wold
keep going and you shall behold
Accidents and losses that hound.
Happenings are neither new or old
if one knew when to draw or hold.
Good and bad make up the world
but it’s up to us to stay in the cold
or earn our own share of gold.
One man’s lifetime worth of gold
is another’s coal for a night’s cold
Depth in thought isn’t for the bold
just as wisdom isn’t always foretold.
So let your mind show you around.
Scrape your mind from molds
to contemplate reality’s trolled
by whims you were once sold-
to embrace clarity’s ice-cold-
body and let freedom unfold!
Contemplation is the art of meditation with the clarity of blindness using a blindfold. It allows you to take a step back into your first stage of learning: perception by setting judgment aside. It offers you a freedom and sense of balance you can't buy or learn but you can experience on your own and at your own risk.