The Onliest Place Poem by Greg Gaul

The Onliest Place



I've since forgotten nearly now
All my schooling, my meditations
I am where I am, my tracks all gone
Gurus, the sentients, seers, sages
Enlightened speakers through the ages
Only conclusions, refrains remain
I hear loud voices along the way
Their slogans, sayings, mere repetitions

Arguments of logic: Descartes, Sartre
Shadowy souls of philosophy past
Silent statues sounding shallow words
In corridors of museums of thought
Feeling a self-imposed island
Then who to turn to, except myself

Comforts of ego, identity once known
Deception consumes my reality
It's lonely here - onliest here
The place of no illusion, no paths
Letting go, one of the toughest things
Cannot say what benefits it brings

My trail, my wake, has dissipated
No one to see my self dissolution
Allay fears, dry my tears, prod my peers
This, the unique uncommon moment
Now is the time for my commitment
Observing for me has long been done

Every solitary step: best be brave
The ringing bell can't be unrung
Reality's song can't be unsung
Reality has no forward or back
No such thing as time, only being
Just me to face, the onliest place

Friday, October 30, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: illusion,introspection,reality
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