On The Seventh Day

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On The Seventh Day

10 Aug

“…time comes of the revolution of the heavens and day began with the first revolution.” Meister Eckhart

Thus, every mornings awakening,

Creation’s heaven touches the earth…

Moved from above; Seals the floor below.

Flight no longer a place to go.

All angels, wings clipped for walking,

Appeared on that day forever more.

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Killing, is the arrogance of creation

Directed towards an empty sky.

Blasting through the earth,

Making shattered holes for souls to sink

Unaccompanied; heaven is unable to grasp

In flight below its floor.

40 Comments

Posted by ZQ on August 10, 2014 in Beginnings, Eckhart, Existential, Prose Poetry, Spiritual, war, Zen

Tags: http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/, Murder, Notes Found On The Refrigerator, Suicides' false purpose

40 responses to “On The Seventh Day”

kaykuala

August 14, 2014 at 12:42 pm

War is too easy to come in but difficult to get out. The reason most times is prompted by greed
Nicely! ZQ

Hank

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claudia

August 12, 2014 at 4:37 am

it is sad that the killing goes on and on… we live in a fallen world and it becomes more and more visible

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humbird

August 11, 2014 at 5:26 pm

Hope your angels still around :)xx

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1sojournal

August 11, 2014 at 1:16 pm

We take so much time, energy, and concentration to record our history and never really learn anything from it. We are the angels with clipped wings and one has to wonder if the taking of life is simply the jealous act of hatred (of a far from grown child) toward a supreme being who made us thus.

Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/

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Kim Nelson

August 11, 2014 at 10:57 am

You boldly convey loss and futility with this piece.

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:57 am

Yes, my friend… very confusing with all our knowledge and experiences we lack empathy 🙂

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:53 am

Yes… Humility is in order!

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:51 am

Thank you, Loredana. I pray and have faith in our youth.

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:49 am

Yes, James

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:48 am

❤

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:47 am

Kerry O’Connor! Although a writer’s work should be interpreted by many readers experiences and affirmation, You consistently find the my source and the direction I intend to develop in my theme. I do seek universality in my pieces, but you nail them right on.

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:39 am

Greed seems to be a common denominator and I’ve yet to find the cause for avoiding a “middle way”

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:37 am

We have to keep our head up, feet on the ground, and our hearts in our faith and actions 🙂

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:35 am

Sigh ❤

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:34 am

😦 …I guess we can’t shake it off…

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:32 am

Isn’t that the truth! Why do we do that?

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:31 am

Yup! Not to the best of my knowledge.

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:30 am

Thank You, Alan.

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:30 am

Thank You, Gabriella. I do think we have the capability to create and destroy, I just don’t understand what someone accomplishes with destruction! Continuous improvement does take into account (with respect) for the existing and compliments it’s continuation, what is discarded is really up to the personal process, I believe.

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:23 am

Thank You, Grace. I just don’t know why the religious choose not to preach their “true” message by example? How do they expect conversion thru brutality? Blind faith… is not enslavement to man! Or woman!

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:18 am

Thank You, Mary. Yes!

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ZQ

August 11, 2014 at 9:16 am

Thank You Brian, Kerry nailed the 1st. stanza’s intent…

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dsnake1

August 11, 2014 at 8:26 am

your image of angels with clipped wings is such a strong image. it shows the helplessness one sometimes feels.
this piece is probably about all the unpleasant stuff that is going on right now around the world. 😦

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Ankita

August 11, 2014 at 2:33 am

A thought provoking write ZQ….”‘killing, is the arrogance of creation.” so very true….

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Loredana Donovan

August 10, 2014 at 6:04 pm

Great juxtaposition of creation versus destruction. Killing is arrogant indeed. I hope the world can see the light & start building instead of destroying! 🙂

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James Jamztoma Toma

August 10, 2014 at 4:14 pm

the second stanza is reminiscent of war movies, how frightful and chaotic war has always been. shakes head.

Jamztoma
jamztoma.blogspot.com

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Gillena Cox

August 10, 2014 at 3:59 pm

luv the second verse so much

have a nice Sunday

much love…

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Nataša Dolenc (@Natasek86)

August 10, 2014 at 1:04 pm

thought-provoking piece, especially the last lines…

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Kerry O'Connor

August 10, 2014 at 1:01 pm

Wow! This is really good – It has the feel of Paradise Lost in the grand sweep of angel’s fall and heaven’s locked door. I’m left with the image of man fighting fruitlessly on against hope of salvation.

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jo-hanna

August 10, 2014 at 12:20 pm

Just watches the film on fracking in the US. I am shaking. With helpless anger, with utter amazement that something on that scale can take place, unhindered by government and in the face of logic. Our government has just sold our soil to [ probably foreign ] investors to start drilling any old where it seems.
You poem touches on the helplessness in the face of so much wilful destruction.

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Sherry Blue Sky

August 10, 2014 at 11:37 am

I often feel like the words in your poem – we awaken in a miracle, but thanks to human folly, it is all downhill from there, especially if one watches the news. I love this poem, ZQ…..I relate to the angels with clipped wings, walking. You and me, kiddo, you and me……

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Sumana Roy

August 10, 2014 at 11:24 am

inordinate ambition is the root cause of clipping and killing…sigh

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Paul F. Lenzi

August 10, 2014 at 10:45 am

we are indeed imperfect with war our greatest flaw

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Rallentanda

August 10, 2014 at 10:38 am

There are many forms of killing. Amongst the worst are the hypocrites condemning the dust motes in the eye of another whilst not considering the beam in their own.

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Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

August 10, 2014 at 9:23 am

The angel with it’s clipped wings – leading into that second stanza… No killing ever helped.

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alan1704

August 10, 2014 at 9:13 am

shattered holes for souls to sink – Love this, wonderful image and very perceptive. Nicely done,

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Gabriella

August 10, 2014 at 8:44 am

Killing is the arrogance of the created thinking he can act as a creator.

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Grace

August 10, 2014 at 8:27 am

That second one, very piercing & resonates with wars going on around the world ~

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Mary

August 10, 2014 at 8:11 am

Thought-provoking writing, ZQ. Pondering “killing, is the arrogance of creation.” Indeed so true.

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brian miller

August 10, 2014 at 7:45 am

huh, that second half is interesting…the arrogance of killing vs creation….and how you play that out…nice write sir

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