Tsunami

(Stream of consciousness reflections on the recent disaster.)

Can you hear the echo of voices
of so many lost ones,
looking, looking, looking for the others?
Where have you gone?
And when the waters recede, will we meet again?
Will we ever meet again?

A great wall is coming.
A great flood.
It keeps happening, Noah,
the great flood comes to wash everything away.

Purification is
a necessary part of nature.
But this disaster,
can we ever consider such a horror
purification?

And how could nature choose this part of the world
to cleanse?
India,
Sri Lanka,
Indonesia...
these places of such reverence,
of spirit, of beauty.
Places of great poverty, materially speaking,
but of great wealth in heart.
America
is far dirtier, far more ruined.
(Perhaps that itself is why...)

There has been a great sacrifice.
Christ in the form an earthquake
that shakes the entire world.
Christ in the form of a great wave
that washes us clean.
Christ consciousness will always return.

There is nothing personal in disaster.
Nothing personal,
even though many beings
have been pulled into the sea,
back to God-Nature-One.

We must remember that
our suffering
is ours.
We are not victims of disaster,
but of our attachment
to the impurity we prefer.

I honor the lives lost in this disaster.

11/3/04