How easy it is to be
needlessly cruel
in a time
when greater kindness
is needed
at all points
on the path
Branches diverging
from the trunk
yet even
unseen fingers
reach out
grasping the dirt
Showing posts with label human. Show all posts
Showing posts with label human. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 13, 2018
Sunday, April 29, 2018
Still Human
This longing
has never left
It remains closer
than ever
I can feel it
touch my cheek
a nail hard
against me
Still human
after all
these years
has never left
It remains closer
than ever
I can feel it
touch my cheek
a nail hard
against me
Still human
after all
these years
Friday, January 19, 2018
Pendulum
What does it take for us to change
what has seemed unchangeable?
How much must we suffer
before we look with honesty?
We all share in this shame and guilt.
We can be compelled but what
moves us to act?
Live and suffer for money.
Idol worship of fools and folly.
Man created and destroyed
by our own economy imagined.
Does not all of Man desire not
a place to live, but a home?
The mistakes we have birthed
have matured and birthed ones
of their own.
We search ceaselessly for answers.
They are here. They are here.
We have seen them and turned
them away but they are here.
Can we move towards a better union?
Caught between hope and
hopelessness.
Swing of a pendulum.
what has seemed unchangeable?
How much must we suffer
before we look with honesty?
We all share in this shame and guilt.
We can be compelled but what
moves us to act?
Live and suffer for money.
Idol worship of fools and folly.
Man created and destroyed
by our own economy imagined.
Does not all of Man desire not
a place to live, but a home?
The mistakes we have birthed
have matured and birthed ones
of their own.
We search ceaselessly for answers.
They are here. They are here.
We have seen them and turned
them away but they are here.
Can we move towards a better union?
Caught between hope and
hopelessness.
Swing of a pendulum.
Tuesday, December 19, 2017
that which feeds
Your ego is hungry
Feed it
It's belly growls
It is becoming impatient
It doesn't care where you are
It wants
It craves
It needs attention
It needs affection
/
You're beautiful
You're amazing
You're creative
You're one of a kind
Everyone wants to know you
Everyone wants to be around you
Have you always been so amazing
Feed it
It's belly growls
It is becoming impatient
It doesn't care where you are
It wants
It craves
It needs attention
It needs affection
/
You're beautiful
You're amazing
You're creative
You're one of a kind
Everyone wants to know you
Everyone wants to be around you
Have you always been so amazing
Saturday, October 28, 2017
Current Forms
Blooming flower at the edge of Winter
Your face basks in the chill of dawn
We gaze upon each other
Many lives
Many forms ago
Yet we are unchanged
in our flowered essence
Your face basks in the chill of dawn
We gaze upon each other
Many lives
Many forms ago
Yet we are unchanged
in our flowered essence
Tuesday, August 1, 2017
Sunday, July 30, 2017
Walk This Path With Me
The path of struggle is one we all must walk upon
in the course of our life. Struggle, hardship, falls
on us through the years by the sheer passage of
time if nothing else. We grow, learn, and adapt
from these lessons. We must see them as lessons
in order to foster growth. Some of our struggle is
self-inflicted. Those struggles cling to the very soul
of our being and force us to engage in deeply
personal reflection and evaluation in order to see
a way forward. Some of us struggle with addiction
to substance or reaction. Neither is good for the
body or soul. We must engage the deep thinking
mind to find our way through. Sometimes this
can only be achieved by reaching out towards
others. Knowing when to do so can be difficult
and a source of fear and judgement. Those who
love us will see us not as degraded beings but
as fellow humans attempting to ascend to a
higher state of being. This ascension need not
be anything intensely religious, though for some
it might be, but merely the fulfillment of a long
gestating path of growth.
in the course of our life. Struggle, hardship, falls
on us through the years by the sheer passage of
time if nothing else. We grow, learn, and adapt
from these lessons. We must see them as lessons
in order to foster growth. Some of our struggle is
self-inflicted. Those struggles cling to the very soul
of our being and force us to engage in deeply
personal reflection and evaluation in order to see
a way forward. Some of us struggle with addiction
to substance or reaction. Neither is good for the
body or soul. We must engage the deep thinking
mind to find our way through. Sometimes this
can only be achieved by reaching out towards
others. Knowing when to do so can be difficult
and a source of fear and judgement. Those who
love us will see us not as degraded beings but
as fellow humans attempting to ascend to a
higher state of being. This ascension need not
be anything intensely religious, though for some
it might be, but merely the fulfillment of a long
gestating path of growth.
Sunday, April 30, 2017
Tuesday, March 14, 2017
Sunday, March 5, 2017
Many Lives
To live many lives
folded into this one
To understand the thoughts
of those unlike myself
To view the world
in ways I never could
To share heartache
that is not my own
To aspire to greatness
I have never felt
To believe in our ability
to change and grow
To become more loving
and compassionate
To learn and absorb
wisdom from the past
Open the book
Let the words find
your eyes
Let the pages live
in your mind
Let the world
renew itself in you
folded into this one
To understand the thoughts
of those unlike myself
To view the world
in ways I never could
To share heartache
that is not my own
To aspire to greatness
I have never felt
To believe in our ability
to change and grow
To become more loving
and compassionate
To learn and absorb
wisdom from the past
Open the book
Let the words find
your eyes
Let the pages live
in your mind
Let the world
renew itself in you
Labels:
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Friday, March 3, 2017
Saturday, February 25, 2017
This Gift
Consciousness is such a strange gift
to have bestowed upon us
It often goes by unnoticed for many years
The day comes
and it always does
that we become aware of it
To be alive and to be
aware
of this world
to know life and to know the finite
reality of the present
acceptance
Beautiful
As beautiful as any sight
in our natural world
to have bestowed upon us
It often goes by unnoticed for many years
The day comes
and it always does
that we become aware of it
To be alive and to be
aware
of this world
to know life and to know the finite
reality of the present
acceptance
Beautiful
As beautiful as any sight
in our natural world
Saturday, January 28, 2017
Ascension
Let these days of Winter end Let us emerge in Spring
Let love rule Let us be the better selves we have always
known ourselves to be Let compassion reign Let us do
away with fear Let us live with greater understanding
Let us do away with our vice and weakness Let us live
more fully Let us love all women and men Let us look
upon each other as family Let us recognize the brevity
of everything Let us forgive Let us be the ones we need
Let us live in peace Let us not merely pray but act upon
the need for good deeds in this world Let us never cast
judgement without cause Let us bathe under the sun and
reclaim youth and vitality Let us grow freer and stronger
with each good deed Let us never succumb to darkness
Let us guide each other through the long nights of Winter
and it's frigid mornings Let us marvel at the first blooms
of Spring and drink deeply from the flowers of the field
Let us never forget the lessons we learn and remind our
selves of Let us be kind Let us be gentle Let us be strong
Let us be all things in alternating measure Let us be true
to the goodness of our nature Let us sing with one voice
Let us drown the darkness Let us embrace the moment
Let us marry the possibilities of the present Let us ascend
to a point from which all becomes clear Let us not create
new gods to worship Let us embrace nature Let us marvel
at the tides Let us rejoice in ritual through the forests Let us
bask in the warm stillness of the desert Let us dream under
the stars guiding us now and forever Let our hands touch
Let our lips meet Let love grow Let us be a better union
of humanity Let us pray in our own ways to someone or
no one at all Let us be the peace strength and compassion
we wish to see grow Let us join together Let us be Let us
be truly human Let us be the stewards of this home
Let love rule Let us be the better selves we have always
known ourselves to be Let compassion reign Let us do
away with fear Let us live with greater understanding
Let us do away with our vice and weakness Let us live
more fully Let us love all women and men Let us look
upon each other as family Let us recognize the brevity
of everything Let us forgive Let us be the ones we need
Let us live in peace Let us not merely pray but act upon
the need for good deeds in this world Let us never cast
judgement without cause Let us bathe under the sun and
reclaim youth and vitality Let us grow freer and stronger
with each good deed Let us never succumb to darkness
Let us guide each other through the long nights of Winter
and it's frigid mornings Let us marvel at the first blooms
of Spring and drink deeply from the flowers of the field
Let us never forget the lessons we learn and remind our
selves of Let us be kind Let us be gentle Let us be strong
Let us be all things in alternating measure Let us be true
to the goodness of our nature Let us sing with one voice
Let us drown the darkness Let us embrace the moment
Let us marry the possibilities of the present Let us ascend
to a point from which all becomes clear Let us not create
new gods to worship Let us embrace nature Let us marvel
at the tides Let us rejoice in ritual through the forests Let us
bask in the warm stillness of the desert Let us dream under
the stars guiding us now and forever Let our hands touch
Let our lips meet Let love grow Let us be a better union
of humanity Let us pray in our own ways to someone or
no one at all Let us be the peace strength and compassion
we wish to see grow Let us join together Let us be Let us
be truly human Let us be the stewards of this home
Quote Me
Pain is a crucible through which
all must pass.
The sound of a crying child is
proof of order in the universe.
Everything changes.
Everything must change.
all must pass.
The sound of a crying child is
proof of order in the universe.
Everything changes.
Everything must change.
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
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