in the deliberation
between this and that
a host of demons
comes blazing forth
Category: poetry
Blue Waves
We seek assurances
When there are none
Some people tell me I’m easy to love
Some say I’ll never learn
Others are sure I will forever burn
Why is it so hard for me to love myself?
I hear a song of forgiveness and grace when I close my eyes and listen
An invitation to dance beyond self consciousness
To fall back into a deep roiling ocean of thick luscious blue love
Red crackles of light dance and pop over the surface of the whirling curling waves
You can smell sulfur in the air and you can also hear cries of murder and fear as the lightening cracks
Is there a redemption song
Can there be an end to fear?
Is freedom real
Why do we appear
To know what can be known?
To just exist
Or are we just lost in an ocean of nothing
Never to appear again
We must write our own redemption song
Or we will sink into nothingness
And we must sing this song every day and every way we can
God is a Rabbit
Have you seen the great rabbit
in the shining white snow
Have you seen the rabbit holes
on Cold Mountain
There is a great rabbit
who moves swiftly in the night
—smelly goat 🐐
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The main questions I am focused on today are how best shall I live where I am and how can I be the best I can be with the short time life provides me. I seek to understand my place in the world through “Knowing Myself“, that ancient philosophical maxim which was inscribed upon the Temple of Apollo in the ancient Greek precinct of Delphi.
Peace to you.
Straight on till morning.
blue tears
death has been stalking me
that’s fine
let it come when it’s best
there is a stillness here
time runs slow
clocks weep sad blue tears of doubt
still, I love this
though it will destroy me, I love it
Home
Life has its ups and downs
All of of us experience these
You are not alone when you are low
And not alone when you feel far above the earth
It’s ok to feel up and down
Home always brings me to my center
Back to earth
Close to the things I love most
That know me best
The birds and the fish whisper to me
Don’t go too high or too deep
Remember your home
Remember love
Remember your time is short
Don’t waste it
Sweet Love
There are moments
Such gentle moments where the air is filled with light
To breathe would shatter eternity
There is such beauty in life
It is incompressible to me how we could lose hope
There is also such great pain
A pain that when transcended breaks into a sunrise
With an otherworldly light
A light that surpasses understanding
I know that we are never lost
We are forever
All these moments can’t be lost
Wishful thinking you may scoff
But I have lived a secret
Nobody would believe me
I can’t believe it myself
It is beyond belief
You are not done yet
No no
You are not lost
No no
You are loved beyond belief
You are known for what you are
With no name
Before time
Before you had a face
You are remembered forever
Happy anniversary my sweet love…
Gate of Fear
I have arrived at my limit
The edge of my capacities
My mind can move no faster
My heart can carry no further burden
If I be one kind of person
Here I stop and take my rest
If I be another kind of person
I will find a way to outsmart my limits
The Seven of Wands has fallen
It challenges me to race with myself
I must run my personal best
And transcend what blocks and inhibits
The great gate threatens
And ominously stands
Blocking my way
The fears and spooks crowd in now
They tickle the back of my mind
Any step I attempt to make
They suggest I turn back
But I must go forward boldly and surely
To rise above the pack
Takes an unconquerable spirit
But how many battles have I lost
How ever can I find the strength now
Mars commands me
It is not whether but when
It is not why but how
Rise up you lazy bag of bones
You have found the seven ways to win
It is no longer theory
For knowledge and wisdom
Have set upon their thrones
Cabala means secret or hidden
I keep no secrets, nor hide a thing
I will give as much knowledge possible
To anyone who shows up
It’s all an illusion, it’s just in your mind
It’s all an illusion, it’s just in your mind
It’s all an illusion, be clever be kind
It’s all an illusion, be clever be kind
Birds in the Storm
Birds huddle close behind the tree
Sheltering from the storm’s fierce breeze
Cold winds howl and rain beats down
But they are safe, under the tree’s leafy crown
Their feathers ruffled, but unafraid
They wait for the tempest to fade
Nature’s symphony in full swing
The birds wait for another day to sing
The branches sway, a natural dance
The birds endure and await their chance
The storm may rage, but they are wise
Nature provides through her green guise
When the sky clears, they’ll take flight
But for now, they rest tight
In the safety of the green
The birds pray to our great Queen
Fill Your Cup
Earth is a place of joy and strife
Where spirits can soar or slither
Some find nourishment in love and life
Others see their spirits eaten and wither
From the mountains to the rolling hills
From the oceans to the fields of grain
This planet has so many thrills and beauty
But it can also bring great pain
For some, the Earth is a sanctuary
A place of peace and harmony
For others, it can be a battlefield
Where their spirits are crushed, you see
So let us be mindful of our surroundings
And do our best to lift each other up
For on this Earth, our spirits are bounding
And it is our choice to fill our cups
With love and light, or fear and doubt
The choice is ours, let’s make it right
For on this Earth, our spirits can sprout
Let’s tend to them and take flight
—smelly goat
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