Complexity of Integral
Madness doesn’t shine,
madness is like a smoke filling the space.
What shines is the rays of intelligence of love,
whitch illuminates the smoke in the space.
The smoke enriches the ray with its smell,
give it pattern, it’s curves and curlings,
dancing in the sound of light,
in it’s rhytm and melody.
Madness doesn’t shine,
nor block the light,
in fact it makes the light observable
and therefore knowable,
because it brings the contrast.
Where there is no contrast,
you can see nothing,
but sameness.
Madness attracts the intelligence of Love,
like intricacy attracts the awareness of Integral.
It is always Love Integral,
what carries deeper meaning
of every curve and curling,
of every step and dance move,
of every thought and feeling,
of every life form.
Only with empty eye
and unbroken heart
we can perceive madness
as pattern of Love,
as Complexity of Integral.
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