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I spin, I spin, around, around,
And close my eyes,
And let the bile arise
From the sacred region of the soul’s Profound;
Then gaze upon the world; how strange! how new!
The earth and heaven are one,
The horizon-line is gone,
The sky how green! the land how fair and blue!
Perplexing items fade from my large view,
And thought which vexed me with its false and true
Is swallowed up in Intuition; this,
This is the sole true mode
Of reaching God,
And gaining the universal synthesis
Which makes All— One; while fools with peering eyes
Dissect, divide, and vainly analyse.
So round, and round, and round again!
How the whole globe swells within my brain,
The stars inside my lids appear,
The murmur of the spheres I hear
Throbbing and beating in each ear;
Right in my navel I can feel
The centre of the world’s great wheel.
Ah peace divine, bliss dear and deep,
No stay, no stop,
Like any top
Whirling with swiftest speed, I sleep.
O ye devout ones round me coming,
Listen! I think that I am humming;
No utterance of the servile mind
With poor chop-logic rules agreeing
Here shall ye find,
But inarticulate burr of man’s unsundered being.
Ah,could we but devise some plan.
Some patent jack by which a man
Might hold himself ever in harmony
With the great whole, and spin perpetually,
As all things spin
Without, within,
As Time spins off into Eternity,
And Space into the inane Immensity,
And the Finite into God’s Infinity,
Spin, spin, spin, spin.
by Edward Dowden
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Love the quotes…meaningful to me
Hello Alv0808,
Welcome!
We all have had this experience as children. Now that we are grown up and have put aside the things of childhood, the wise ones tell us we need to get in touch with the spinning again.
I am glad you like this.
Spin away to freedom.
To let go of everything in us that tells us to be grounded, responsible, sane … to let go and spin until we’re dizzy! I watch my kids do this all the time … they really do know what to do! It’s funny, I try to follow their lead as much as I can, but I never spin alongside them …
Maybe it’s time to get dizzy!
Thanks Miruh!
Hello Nicole,
You have some teachers and role models in the art of spinning right there, how fortunate for you. Get with the program!
This reminds me of my experience in Himalayas, when we first stopped in a Tea shop. My friend and myself, just let go ourselves in the game of crisscrossing the hands and clasping each others and just go around in circles…..what we usually did as kids! ofcourse, watching us enjoying so immensely, the teens and some of the adults too joined …
never miss the opportunity to let the kid(natural) in you emerge and be aware of it ….but beware of kiddishness!
This took me straight back to childhood. I loved to spin and spin. Swinging high gave me the same sensation…I felt as if I was at one with the Sky.
Years ago, one of my children’s teachers told me that spinning was not good for children…it caused some kind of disease, I forget which one. I remember thinking that most children had that disease, then!
All is one! Great poem, thanks for sharing.
Hello Merging Point,
I can just image the scene at those majestic mountains, you and your friends embraced by the Great Spirit, the lightness of being!
Thanks for sharing this lovely anecdote.
Namaste!
Hello Marion,
Isn’t it interesting that spinning is something that no one had to teach us, it is the natural part of development in childhood like walking.
Like crossing the street, something bad can happen, even if it is true, should children not spin in the likelihood that it could cause some disease? Fear of having too much fun is a disease.
Love and blessings!
Hello Mark,
A fun poem with great insight from a nineteenth century poet. I am glad you like it.
Have a fun weekend!
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