She’s Gone

Just yesterday, we danced in the sand,
Today I awake to find you gone, I’m alone,
I walked out this morning, and I wrote down this poem,
I just have to remember, the joyous time with you,
The sunny days without end, wonders fill our lives,
All I thought would last, how can it now end,

Through the lonely times, you were there,
When I could not find a friend, you stepped in,
I need to see you one more time, just to see you again,
Look down upon me Jesus, help me this dark day,
How can I get through another day, I’m alone,

My body aching in pain, would that I join you,
Passionate are the memories, when our love bloomed,
Once danced in the sun, now hide in the darkest shadows,
Dreaming of a time of happiness, I hold you close,
I can’t finish this journey without you, alone…

easy 12/25/14

Awareness

In being,
Simply living,
Embracing Creation,
To gift to all an open smile,
My little child nettling in my lap,
Streaks of red and amber, blossoming day,
Joyous sounds filling the air, my children at play,
As the star falls into the night, it brightens my world,
For healing my pain, an almost silent whisper of the winds,

In seeing a need in another, my must soul reach out to help,
Simplicity of silence breeds understanding, peace, love,
Non judgemental listening ear, building compassion,
Extending my hand, much love to share freely,
This the import part of a life of happiness,
But a small part of blessings held,
A glorious life to be lived,
And your part too,
So lucky I am,
Thank you,

easy…

Awareness

Return to Happiness

Darkness comes again, just an old close friend,
Quietly came whispers, spirit in the shadows,
Listen my son, I would speak with you again,
At the voice, the vision blossomed to bloom,
Seeds well planted, while I thought I slept,
The vision still remains, deep in my head,
Disturbs my calm, a din to silence,
Serenity all washed away,

Within my innermost core, left to walk all alone,
Narrow paths of dirt and stone, discrepant ills,
Huddled beneath flicking lamp, cold, empty,
Old ragged collar turned up to the damp,
My eyes were clinched by a light,
Splitting the night, now day,
Fear now fills my core,

In the naked glare, a multitude encircles me fully,
So many people, but being so strange somehow,
Talking without voice, hearing not to listen,
The write songs, songs voices never share,
None to dare disturb the silent cacophony,
All confusion, a disordered emptiness,
Beyond any help, never to find home,

Foolish said I, lost in their frenzied search of calm,
Alone in the crowd, silence like a cancer grows.
To notice not, each an agonized soul solitary,
Imploring hear my words, allow teaching,
Take my arms, hear lessons of learning,
All my words, silent raindrops fall,
Echoes, an empty well of silence,

People bow and beg, praying to a mass of false Gods,
Honouring possessions, merchants dancing gleeful,
Neon signs, flashing out their dire warnings,
Compelled content, unity of unthinking,
Prophets writing, lost on subway walls,
And tenement halls
All silent death,

We can together, break free, defeating this stagnant greed driven nightmare into which we’ve been thrust? I believe, no, more so I know with the all me, we can, Together we can stand in a joint triumph over our mind bending oppression. Rediscover our truest route to happiness, all again belonging to all of humanity, the entirety of existence, knowing our part, living our part, knowing and really caring for our extended families around us. Regaining our ability to actually listen and talk to every person we are blessed to meet, without ‘judgement,’ even to the point of knowing ‘this will be my newest friend.’

I know many will call me delusional or something, many have, and much worse (even a bunch you may not have thought of yet,) but it is much the same as the way I’ve existed all along this path, not all I’ll quickly admit (there’s a lot of ‘DARK’ stuff back there too,) but mostly. I’ll warn I guess, that if you take it upon yourself to move toward this you can expect to be used and abused, and boy have I ever, but you will always pick yourself back up, and if you resist the programmed response of blaming your ‘own foolishness’ for it, and actually set back on your course in happiness even maintaining your positive outlook. A lot of really great things happen when you over the programmed ‘need’ for stuff and status. When is the last time you really dedicated a part of your day to talk to a neighbour? Do you even know them? Do you avoid them because of someone else’s opinion of them? We’ve been well programmed to respond that way. Reach out a bit, I promise you’ll be pleasantly surprised much less than finding disappointment. Try it a while. No, that last is wrong, don’t ‘try,’ do, Discover there are no strangers, just good people you haven’t met yet…

Easy…

HappinessLost

Walking the Path

Release hate and malice from your heart,
Embrace a manner of purest innocence,
Rid yourself of envy of another being,
Entertain the divine court of spirit,

Too many days are of wasted, empty time,
Busy chasing fancies and envisage,
Bed of dreams, ere pile up more,
Lift up thy head from slumber,

New morn sun, filling a misty blue sky,
Risen to the zenith, it shines for you,
Bliss within this light of beauty,
Meant to embrace, to bask,

A mystic paradise, waste not a moment,
Continue, this eternal path of love,
Whisper gentle words of thanks,
Clutch your gifted blessings,

Be the betterment of the world, live pure,
Not to preach rules, sole loving care,
Truly love all, judge not another,
Free to a liberty of thinking,

Heart filled with love, all beautiful delight,
Spread joy, respectful, sharing affection,
Share laughs, for then the spirit relaxes,
Faith is not prayer, faith is as lived,
Humanity is loving family,

Be infinitely patient, including to ourselves,
Learn love is more needed than peace,
Living in spirit, we are truly happy,
Let no man turn you against any,

Gift love & kindness, avoid giving penalty,
Hold a forgiving nature, set free hatred,
Live in moderation, waste not,
Burden comes from excess,

Struggles make you wise, thereby finding joy,
True life is not of the flesh but of the spirit,
Drink deeply of faith and certainty,
Look not at colours, but hearts,

Arts, sciences, crafts, herein our highest worship,
Impelled by the best motives, our will to service,
Pray that the abuser shall become amiable,
Use knowledge always to benefit others,

There is no one faith greater than any other,
there are only those that talk their faith,
and those that live it…

easy
11/14/14

Path Home

The Pain Of My Dream

The very epitome of beauty, soul shines bright with love,
A dream throughout my life, my vision of what could be,

I’ve held her, known her, cherished her, wanted her close,
Hitherto never to meet, my dream not destined to be true,

Oh how I’ve searched, looked deeply into all life’s chance,
A necessity to find her, my soul reaches out, desiring her,

So, so many do I love, so, so many complete my journey,
Once I love it is everlasting, enveloping memories in joy,

Unfulfilled need for partnership, an equal sharing of paths,
Interdependence, an unselfishness in the union of passions,

Blending of two lonely individuals, identity of united state,
Please enlighten me, tell me why does my partner yet hide,

Has she spent a lifetime searching for me, as I seek her,

easy… 12/11/14

Death Alone

Gone

This most heart stopping daze, can’t be real,
Desperately looking for her, this emptiness,
Nothing left but pain, world morpheme loss,

I reach out to hold, finding only destitute air,
How can this be truth, I must have you close,
Where are you love, without you I am so lost,

I sit with tears flowing, empty void in my bed,
I pray this nightmare be over, silence returned,
Screaming out for you, only echoing emptiness,

easy…

The never-ending questions. “Why now,’ “What did I do wrong that caused this,” “How can I ever go on alone,” “My faith is ended, how could I ever again give thanks,” “What could I have done to change this,” The doubts never seem to end. But over time, with acceptance and understanding peace will return. The pain and suffering never really end, yet we will learn to live a new life, even happiness will return with time. Know that many of us suffer just as you are. The painting I called “Pain & Loss” done right after I lost a dear friend.

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