Axis Mundi

snow sunlight

Here. Now. At the mountain’s highest point,
surrounded by snow like the poem’s white
unwritten page, I stand with my staff,
a sunlight shaft through the highest tree
pierces me with the knowledge of myself.



I have written more elsewhere about axis mundi – the center of the world.

The Cloud of Unknowing

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It’s about the courage to let go.

Is that the right word for surrender?

Staring into it. Mindless. Egoless.  Not knowledge.

Not intellection. Knowledge is full of labor,

but love, full of rest. Contemplation. Unknowing.

 


Influenced by reading the The Cloud of Unknowing and The Book of Privy Counseling