September Poem 4

If sparks and ash spewed thump-thump

From the unevenly achieved moksha forth from

The inescapable load in my neighbor’s washer,

Brahman is the sound:


Sound is the energy

And while remaining part of the mixed energy,

Cannot be created or whole.


Moksha is the distant thump destroyed.

Sparks and ash do not stay,

And even overly broad

The universe would be suspended.


Mechanisms that control the grinding wheel

And inspire music in my mind,

Destroyed only to be created.

The universe would break down.

Released by moksha.


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