Dark Spectrum: Poems and Songs of Light and Dark and Space and Time for Life and Beyond

By Hendrik Dierich

We all live life counting the years, noting the milestones. But is it the years in our life or the life in our years that matter?

We all go to school to learn, to grow up. Is it about how smart we are or how we are smart? Society pulls the wool over our eyes because we allow it. Sometimes we do not ever realise. But do we want our life lived for us, fixed and determined by things outside ourselves? We may believe that we are really that helpless. Or not. And then something can happen to us that causes us to wake up, step out of the fog, seemingly to see clearly for the first time. What am I doing? Where am I?

Who am I really? And what has this life been about that I thought I was living and now seems like something foreign to me?

I perceive the world as if through new eyes, hear things previously silent, feel and sense anew. You are not alone on this journey, this waking up to yourself and all about you. Do not be afraid. This is your glorious adventure. And these poems are part of my adventure that I will share with you.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris AU
• Release date: Apr 18, 2019
• ISBN: 9781796001242

Hendrik Dierich

I grew up in the Dandenong Ranges near Melbourne, scouting, hiking and camping in the bush. Later University studies in psychology, biology, genetics and sustainability science. Work as a tutor, teacher, researcher, IT consultant, sports trainer. But all the while my inner experiencing of outer life challenged me to more, as a husband, parent and family member, a volunteer, a poet. My yearning that we humans to act properly as earth custodians has propelled me onwards. To finding the way forwards, together with others, to discover ourselves in the here and now - this is my life.

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CONTENTS

SCIENCE FACTION

dark spectrum

123…

Carbon

In dark and frost

Metaphysic ruminations

Once upon a time

Oooh-hooh-hooh

science faction

Coffee

Space time

Space

Multiple Intelligences

light and dark

dot and wobble

likely

NATURALLY

a day of nature

a happy earth life

Alum cliffs

The flower of life

slowly flows the river

bonegilla dreaming

Cheep, cheep

Forest Fires

I am tree

On Indigo Sky

The rain squall eases and settles

starlight

the blue ball of happiness

The filament is glowing

Windsong

the island

tree-sky-earth

… what is your name?

The tree

HEIGHTS AND DEPTHS

begin

alone with myself

better now

Blend

Death

Flourish

Here I stand

hide and seek

I ride the dream serpent

I want said he

In and Out

mortality

one

right in the middle

tables are turning

the fool and the tool

the hollow

the mountain comes to Mohammed

the treadmill of war

the delegates gather

herstory

individual

new true view

LEMNISCATE

external goals

golden days are priceless

the I of the storm

the compost heart

confusion

the two of us

I am well

time map

bro

I am nothing

I am the gap

I sing the body electric

outer life seems such a trance

Surrender

the other side

the source of all

who will be my eyes

I stake no claim

imagine …

middle

mirror mirror

noise

pay

read and right

spirit fall

the way is open

she was

HERE AND NOW

the death of illusion

I see stars

no grasp

pain and gain

sensation

time is the illusion

baldur was the king of mountains

I am a feeler

I am at the cusp

I changed my mind the other day

past identity

sentient being

the heart

science faction

dark spectrum

Was it sorcerer’s causation or magician’s wanded thrust

Perhaps it was the fairies helping with their fairy dust

It could have been like Newton’s apple, here Goethe would agree

That inspirational moment when our thinking is brain free.

Colour suffers in this world on edges where light’s spark

Wrestles with its nemesis and plunges into dark

To lighten up the shadows - in violet, blue and indigo

Yet feels itself be darkened into - orange, red and yellow

This rainbow curtain overlaying so these edges meet

The yellow and the blue combine, the green makes all complete.

Or so so we thought,

but here we ought

To widen our horizon

The rainbow has a secret twin

That’s totally surprising!

For when we play and overlay

The red and violet edges

Magenta, teal, lemon reveal

Themselves with emerald blue

Astonishing this hidden hue

Dark spectrum hid for ages.

Matthias Grünewald was chastised by the Church for painting

Colours of the dark spectrum, the Devil was there waiting

To steal our soul,

so we were told,

yet Matt was not denied

The Risen One,

death overcome,

blazed thru where he had died

The Isenheimer Altar glory,

colourfully tells this story,

Knowledge brightly sears the darkness,

lights the soul, the shadow sparkles.

In Newton’s view light has all colours,

For Goethe light and darkness suffers

One creating on the other

Each is progeny and is mother

Nature ceaselessly in motion

Birth and grave an endless ocean

Deeds and sufferings of light

Birthing colour dark and bright

Rainbow glory -

well known story

Its own reflection -

a new dark spectrum.

123…

When I was young I learned to count

Only to little did I amount

Numbers seemed a powerful tool

As counting goes I was no fool.

As I grew up I learned lots more

And on them all did I keep score

Negative numbers less than nought

Square root of which must be thought.

Abstract numbers, log and surd

Quantum values quite absurd

Counting was now so involved,

With all the counting systems

So I’m told.

Binary counting, ones and zeros

Decimal style the 10-fold heroes

Then there is the count to nine

Like the decimal - more sublime

One is content one is form

Endlessness can be reborn

So much life is framed by number

Counted weighed and measured

It’s a wonder.

But no matter what the score

Life keeps giving to the fore

In the end it matters nought

Numbers are a binding rort.

Carbon

Carbon

is the magic key

to open all cacophony,

And we

as the conductor see

ourselves direct this symphony,

Of magic substances unending

Philosopher’s Stone,

bewitching, pending …

Linked with

hydrogen galore

And oxygen, makes more

and more and more and more …

Hydrocarbons in the earth

and carbo-hydrates, food from birth,

Gift of sun and rain and soil

though plants do all the work and toil

All we need do is keep the balance

of what we take and what we leave,

Yet it seems we’re in a trance

of never-ending make-believe.

Before we know

we’re on the skid

Pandora’s Box

and lost the lid

We’re in control

we try to kid

ourselves and all

who will believe,

But how can we

the earth retrieve

From our folly

foolish lust for

power, wealth yet

all goes bust …

When all our plans are now exhaled

as carbon d’oxide on a scale

so vast and total all embracing,

heats the earth

and set pulses racing

Sorcerer’s apprentice we

then seek to hide, deny and flee,

Though I behaved so thoughtlessly

this problem’s not because of me!!!

Trees can help us soak the gases

but we’ve cut them