poetry

East West Sequence
- Ricardo Pérez-Salamero García

(For the Bhavagad and the time it came to me)

.. .and of course, George and Arjuna, mounted in the cart,
the Driver and the Archer (the bow, of course, George's sitar)
let Krishna blessed them even in their dispute,
and George told Arjuna:

'We were talking about the space between us all
And the people-who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion
Never glimpse the truth – then it's far too late – when they pass away...'
(from The Beatles: Within you, without you)

The burning sun of the twilight
cried out for the blood balance long ago broken:
Krishna stirred up the distressed heart of both with his Bhagavad Gita:
you are just instruments of what you cannot understand,
but George insisted:

'We were talking-about the love we all could share-when we find it
To try our best to hold it there-with our love
With our love-we could save the world-if they only knew.
Try to realize it's all within yourself
No-one else can make you change
And to see you're really only very small,
And life flows ON within you and without you...'

...there in the Valley of the Indus, millennia ago,
in the Mound of Death (Mohenjo-Daro),
a dancing woman outlined against the sun
foreboding the arrival of the Aryan and their aristocratic caste system,
but George remained impassive:

'We were talking – about the love that's gone so cold and the people,
Who gain the world and lose their soul –
They don't know – they can't see – are you one of them?
When you've seen beyond yourself-then you may find, peace of mind,
Is waiting there –
And the time will come when you'll see
We're all one, and life flows on within you and without you'

.. .and 'without you', the dark silhouette of the dancer
swayed against the reddish Sun sunset,
so George and his band mates
started to put their beards to soak...

Plato. 'Phaedrus': essence and parts of the soul.
Allegory of the winged cart: the soul,
a natural force that remains attached to a cart and its charioteer
– or is it the other way round? –, supported by wings.
Gods' Horses and Charioteers are good; men's non
– dual thinking that it seems we are unable to get rid of –
Here, the Charioteer guides a pair of horses,
one beautiful and good, the other ugly and bad
– the beauty and the beast – so the driving is hard.
The soul takes care of the inanimate and goes through the sky.
When it's perfect it inhabits the heights and manages the world.
But those who lose the wings fall down
to grab something solid and settle in a terrestrial body
– 'churches' in the world?, monopolies?, political parties?, you, I, we, you, they...? –. The natural strength of the soul creates the illusion that this body moves by itself:
that union is called 'living being'...

And of course, Samuel Barber's Adagio for Strings
could not miss the reddish dusk
with the dual Sgt. Elias (William Defoe) – Staff Sgt Barnes (Tom Berenger)
re-balancing on the Cosmic Chariot
where, Plato, Socrates' baton collected, this again from the pre-Socratic,
and these in turn from all the Hindu philosophy of nature,
threw a party with George, Arjuna and company
composing between all Krishna's body to sacrifice,
absurdly believing that Krishna would disappear...
This, sitting again on the Mound of Death,
watches them with the smile of a divine compassion.
In fact, there are sunsets when he/she plays with them
Ringing around the rosy

At the age when Mother Earth was allowed to act as such
With no interference of thought at all,
the life-death cycle
(which nothing and no one can stop even if he fools/himself)
Went by, and still goes, in her womb without dual
– good/bad, pain/pleasure, healthy/sick, affection/hate...
In love unaware of fear (s), without fragments, total,
Of absolute and unconditional devotion and providence:
It did not require sacrifice, nor that of Elias (body) – Barnes (soul) or anyone else..... .
The Return is the Undoing of Fear...

Ricardo Pérez-Salamero García is a writer who has published several volumes of poetry, a novel, and musical Works.