Poet’ s Place

POSTED IN contemporary poetry April 22, 2013

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poet’ s Place

The heart is a sacred temple
In each and every thing
Where love is but a word
And words have no meaning

It is the door of the Absolute
The still Center of the Wheel
The silence of Eternal Om
The Place where eyes can’t see

It is the heart that finally opens
When all other doors have closed
When grammar loses its savour
And there is nothing left to choose

Then knowing is but knowing
Faster than a beam of light
As reason follows behind
And poetry comes into sight

Do not think the poet
Uses ways of clever men
The Poet is the speaker
Standing at the door to heaven

 

by Garnet Robbie

2 COMMENTS

1. Garnet says:

   June 14, 2013 at 23:21

   I’ve edited this poem again, Mag:
   http://garnetrobbie.wordpress.com/poetry-on-poetry/poets-place/

2. Mandy Edwards says:

   June 15, 2013 at 03:01

   Beautiful Garnet.