I look within and I see the Heart of the Universe.
I see every created thing, all that is, all that was, and all that is yet to be
As I look I see that every created thing has a thread of smoke or light going from it.
The voice whispers, “This cord connects all to the Source.
Without [...]
Archive for August, 2008
Look Within
Posted in Poem, Poetry, imperialism on August 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
A Different Path
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Walking the Shinning Path
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This Journey
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Prophecy
Posted in Poem, Poetry, war, tagged Poem, Poetry, religiom. life on August 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Night now day
Dreams are agony
The End, gasping for breath
All Life crying, lost, waste
Why was I called
From where comes this vision
Dooming incubus eating horizon
Darkness descends, I despair
Babe, fresh from the womb
Birth this day, another waste
Fresh cannon fodder, bloody haze
Disrupting my slumber, apocalypse
False signboards pushing sway
What is true, what follows
This dream I would tell you
Warning of reality, [...]
Who Decides?
Posted in Poem, Poetry, death, government, imperialism, murder, politics, war on August 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Who Decides?
Peace or War?Who Decides?Neither the power brokers, nor the fear mongers,For where else does their power come but from us?But they do set the spark; fan the flames of fear, of doubt
Preying on our own wants and needs,Our own sense of morals, what we hold right and trueAnd they know well our weaknessAware of [...]
Who Decides?
Posted in Poem, Poetry, death, imperialism, murder, politics on August 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Who Decides?
Peace or War?
Who Decides?
Neither the power brokers, nor the fear mongers,
For where else does their power come but from us?
But they do set the spark; fan the flames of fear, of doubt
Preying on our own wants and needs,
Our own sense of morals, what we hold right and true
And they know well our weakness
Aware of [...]
The Road Maps on My Hands
Posted in Poetry, tagged family, new age, Poem, Poetry, Writing on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The Road Maps on my Hands
I look upon my hands,
No matter under light night or day,
All the creases and crinkles, scars and burns
Full life of work and care
Work and Love,
And each new wrinkle of age,
Family and Friends,
All the hugs I helped created
Dirty or clean,
Still full of happiness and pride,
Old or Young,
Have felt such sadness and [...]
Simple Web
Posted in Poetry, tagged Life, Poem, Poetry, Writing on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I have learned in my travels of the great web of life
Of how the entirety of existence is connected to all other parts
This intricate filigree of interactive pieces creating this reality we all share
And I know of the importance of each for the support of all
There is nothing you can do, whether good deed or [...]




