Alphabets of Night
Posted on Jan 22nd, 2008
by 
sherab
sherab
Have I but known you, loved you
Just your thought your breath?
And you known the unsaid thought
Under the ground of thought, alphabets.
Under your perfect self,
You love the one breath.
I, a stranger amongst your thoughts
I have your constance, you, your name.
Together, like pure makers of the night
Phantom appearance tells about ghosts. Existing
Is like fictional dancing described.
Our vision united must draw stares.
Ladies described and she of this same seeming.
Existing person, antiquated concern
Fine, I'm a muse tonight, her's in a sense,
Last in the described Self.
Why complain of lies?
As one, I muse beauty's night. both must dance.
As a vacant one, this seems Existing
divided heart and flesh a way.
depths can't plumb affection.
My fiction dancing subsided
While she still dreams.
wcw 2008Just your thought your breath?
And you known the unsaid thought
Under the ground of thought, alphabets.
Under your perfect self,
You love the one breath.
I, a stranger amongst your thoughts
I have your constance, you, your name.
Together, like pure makers of the night
Phantom appearance tells about ghosts. Existing
Is like fictional dancing described.
Our vision united must draw stares.
Ladies described and she of this same seeming.
Existing person, antiquated concern
Fine, I'm a muse tonight, her's in a sense,
Last in the described Self.
Why complain of lies?
As one, I muse beauty's night. both must dance.
As a vacant one, this seems Existing
divided heart and flesh a way.
depths can't plumb affection.
My fiction dancing subsided
While she still dreams.
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inspiration
August 2008 
I like this William. I like the part Just your thought your breath. You love the one Breath.
wonderful, jen
Jen ,
that part is best to me also.
This echoes things written
Spontaneous in class
And
Pen scribbled journal entries,
ledger pads scrawlwd with notes
napkins,
corner, shreds of newsprint..
Heaps of notation.
Dead refreence.
stufff that
“who cares about.,”
.
But jenni, im glad that you liked that part.
”_Just your thought your breath. You love the one Breath_”
This is part of the language that i use…
Close to me.
many thanx.
-b
hey you changed your name to protect the innocent. I like it and your poems. I didn't recognize the name on my notification. Always enjoy your stuff. jen
Yeah, I had a post about a charitable project run by a Buddhist teacher that i know. he wrote to me and asked me to take it down. Apparently when you google his name and the word marriage, my blog comes up. to make matters worse, there is a person in my Dharma group who is also named Sherab and people were blaming her for this.
Sherab is a Tibetan word meaning wisdom, and Kleshas are the five 'poisons' that afflict us like ignorance, anger, pride, desire, and envy.
I will probably change back after a week or so.
I changed to Sherab after some person got annoyed about my comments on a Diving Deeper piece.
I'm still william
I' glad that you like the Poems.
^_^
William it is then
meed glasses too.
:-)
You know
I didn;t like this poem mushe at firsti
I feel as if i translated it.
so i deleted a few liines at the end.