It rained then,
the land lurching upward
to grab the first answer
from a reluctant heaven.
‘Maya’ you called it.
Our limited senses gathering bits of the universe,
crafting a false reality.
A cocoon of complex sanity.
The subtle truth altogether too large and too simple
for our life-sodden minds.
Like love, I asked.
The beloved coloured by the eyes of the lover.
Interpreting word and touch,
weaving safety nets.
Gossamer veracity.
No absolutes, you said.
Your seeing changes the seen.
Your seeing amplifies the unseen.
Align the nested microcosms,
find the smallest integrity.
Quantum uncertainty.
A symphony beat uncaring
on the brick red Malabar tiles.
I stuck my hand out of the window
to collect the candour of the billowing storm.
A single raindrop ran down my finger,
containing the entire sky.
contained in the entire sky.
‘Maya’ you called it.
Uncertain truth.
The illusion of sanity.
THOUGHT PURGE 
My favorite lines: “A cocoon of complex sanity” “The illusion of sanity” I relate to both.
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Thanks Sean ..I do too.
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I’m reading a lot of rain-sodden poetry on this open link night – descriptive of spring, perhaps?
But there is a world hidden in your raindrop, of course, and everything is still fluid, rather than uncertain…
Just one observation: I love the word gossamer and was using it blithely in my own poetry when a certain respected poet told me to never use it, as it’s one of those overused ‘poetic’ words which will instantly turn any poetry editor off. (Not me, though, but I thought I would share that piece of ‘wisdom’ or cold hard reality check with you)
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Thanks for the tip Marina…appreciate the reality check!
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Loved that first stanza! An amazing haibun!
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Thanks so much Bekkie…
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I don’t think the poem is uncertain. It just hasn’t dried yet, like paint
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🙂 thanks Waltermarks!
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Superb.
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Thank you Jennifer.
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The illusion of sanity.. Wow.. How did you think that ??
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Don’t know really… 🙂 Thanks so much for stopping by and reading!!!
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Don’t know if my first comment posted as my connection was interrupted–this is breath-taking, beginning with the first stanza that reaches for understanding. The repetition of Maya brings home the mysteries we cannot grasp.
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Thanks so much Victoria 🙂
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A beautiful perspective of nature ~ These lines are specially lovely:
A single raindrop ran down my finger,
containing the entire sky.
contained in the entire sky.
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Thank you Grace…
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A beautiful piece and I think you are right, sanity is an illusion….perhaps we fool ourselves everyday.
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Perhaps we do right!! Thanks so much Annell..
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You amaze me.
These are my favorites:
“the land lurching upward
to grab the first answer
from a reluctant heaven.”
“A cocoon of complex sanity.
The subtle truth altogether too large and too simple
for our life-sodden minds.”
“weaving safety nets.
Gossamer veracity.”
“Your seeing changes the seen.
Your seeing amplifies the unseen.”
“Align the nested microcosms,
find the smallest integrity.”
“A single raindrop ran down my finger,
containing the entire sky.”
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Thanks so much.. glad you liked it.
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I agree with Magaly 😀 this is absolutely a treat!!
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Thank you Sanaa 🙂
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loved the first couple of verses here especially– transcendental, almost.
“It rained then,
the land lurching upward
to grab the first answer
from a reluctant heaven…” –beautiful
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Thank you Joanna 🙂
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“A symphony beat uncaring
on the brick red Malabar tiles.
I stuck my hand out of the window
to collect the candour of the billowing storm.
A single raindrop ran down my finger,
containing the entire sky.
contained in the entire sky.”
I am transported by this stanza. This single raindrop is transformative.
Beautifully penned.
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Thanks Lillian.. glad you liked it!
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A cocoon of complex sanity – what a stellar line – and that raindrop – magical – made me think of dipping a finger in the church font.. small moments are often the most magical and blessed
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Thanks so much Jae.. appreciate your support greatly.
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What I find best is the way how your poem is open to the world.. Like watching it through your eyes, that raindrop for sure.
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The concept of Maya in our philosophy is hard to comprehend as is, at the other end of the spectrum, quantum physics. Somewhere in there is the answer to who we are and why we are here….possibly.
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Yes, the mysteries hinted at & exposed, the questions posed, poked, & responded to–the cosmic energy hidden between the lines, in the spaces between the letters, all swell to a crescendo of introspection & insight, as we are rightfully instructed to /align the nested microcosms/ banishing the black holes, polishing the portals; yes, yes.
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Thanks so much Glenn 🙂
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Such a delicious poem. A single raindrop ran down my finger containing the entire sky….perfect.
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Thanks so much 🙂
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This is a feast of wordplay and imagery. I love the bigger than the universe lines, the eyes that are opened so wide that they get to see what isn’t always there…
I wonder what this poem would like illustrated.
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Thank you Magaly.. now I’m wondering about illustration too…and all kinds of different pictures are swirling in my head!!!! 🙂
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Go for it!
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Can’t do art to save my life unfortunately!! Maybe I’ll just write another crazy poem 🙂 But your idea is great and I shall look for a collaborator!! Thanks a ton!
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Yay!
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oh my goodness, this poem! it was such an easy read in the best way possible. you wove words together seamlessly and bestowed such clarity upon the message in the pattern.
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Thanks so much 🙂
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This is just full of gorgeous language! I find the first stanza particularly exquisite.
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Thanks so much..glad you liked it.
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Your poem to me shown a world that maybe seems small in size but is bursting from the inside with love, forests and music.
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Thanks Oloriel.. a much needed positivity!
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I must get to your website more. It is indescribable what your writing does to me and iredistable. I read this poem first on my email site and really liked it in that format yoo, where it ran like a paragraph, then read again. It is hard to describe the reading, as it brings all my senses alive, and is more like an immersion. It is almost a dangerous feeling as I submit to the words and rhythm, yet come out feeling so refreshed. That is how I honestly feel about reading your pieces like this.
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Thank you so much Hamish..that’s really very kind. Am glad you liked the poem.Always appreciate your feedback.
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Well I think that uncertainty will always persist. Illusion of sanity? Yes the insane may be saner for all that we know and care!
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True..Thank you Geetashree.
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The poem feels uncertain if wet and I love your life sodden minds!
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Thank you so much for stopping by and reading 🙂
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