Without the autumn

I could not know the spring.

The fulsome green, harmonic

To elegance of death by colour,

Made crisp by failing light.

Without the winter

I could not know the summer’s

Smile, written in the dance of life

Zenith’d with burning Sun

Born, frozen in the still of ice.

Without the spring

I could not know the autumn’s

Parting glory, life turned mellow

The going down and rising up

The pendulum of nature.

We are both one and legion

We are the single eye

That sees the many changes.

©Stephen Tanham 2022

Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.

http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

2 Comments on “Only the Eye that Sees

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: