Late Fall

Shivers come as breezes blow brisk,
Birds dance thick chasing last meals,
My mind runs over in frustrated pain,
Worried visions of the coming white,
Summer long gone and winter is near,
Yet behold the new glory, colors at play,
Awaken to a wonder, beautiful new day,
Old path doth call me pull and enchant,
Magistry enticing to come out and dance,
I cannot refuse so I push at these wheels,

easy…

acrylic on rag
acrylic on rag

Stories from the Past

With fear and trepidation I slip in,
The screams of mystery wash ore,
Ghostly stories of times long past,

There is pain here, suffering, yearning,
Tension fills the very air, I need to know,
Carefully listening, I need hear their voice,

In opening myself, visions begin to flow,
Odd bits spread across the floor bring hints,
Dimmest of light glimmers, bringing focus import,
Understanding comes slow, brief glimmers revealed,

So lost, so hidden, yet meaning comes to mind,
And with meaning the hidden brings understanding,
So, relaxed, I sit back, take it all in, and begin to learn,
Only need patience, resisting judgment, and simply allow,

easy…

SilentRoomOfPainPencil

Still We Seek

The One that can be spoken is not the eternal One,
The name w use for the Named is not the eternal Name,
The nameless is the origin of all the Heavens and Earth
The named is the Mother and Father of myriad things,
Thus, constantly without desire, one observes its essence,
Constantly with desire, one only observes its manifestations,
These two emerge a union together, but differ in their names,
The unity itself is said to be the mystery we all seek,
Mystery of all,mysteries, the door to all wonders,

easy…

Smoke and Wine

This mind numbing Calliope of silence,
Echoing shadows dancing across my world,
Unanswered questions no longer seeking light,
Is this it, all that is left to me, the end of my dreams,
Optimistically turning from the gloomy trend,
I take another drink, light anther fag,
And dose with a sheepish smile…

easy…

Smoke and Wine
Smoke and Wine

Drifting Memories

Art and Words to settle my mind

Unity

Hope it can be as hollow as fear,
Hope and fear are both phantoms
Arising from thinking only of the self.
When we don’t see the self as self,
There can nothing for to ever fear,

Create  the world to match your dreams.
Strong be your faith in the unity of all life.
Loving the world as you do your children;
Only then you embrace the majesty of being.

Become all you were created to be,
Traveling this path, together as one…

-easy

Learning From What Was

I strive to learn, to listen, to feel, to see,
Hear the whispered magic in the winds,
Feel the love enraptured my very core,

To embrace the gentle murmur of the tree filled the forest,
Ever holding in your heart their cool shade they provide,
Behold the colors of rainbow in the beacon of flowers,

Hear the chattering of the butterflies flitting about them in peace.
Contrasted by the boisterous scolding squirrels in their ever running work.
Hear the magical whispers of the earth mother drifting across this world,

The heavenly sigh of the dusty dry ground as the first rain drops fall,
Feel the joy in the clouds as they drift across creation,
Laugh with the noisy cries of baby bird as its mother comes home,

Take pleasure in the chance meeting of a new friend,
Share the pain of the losing the wisest of old ones now gone,
Let this world excite you, stir your soul with new-found awareness,

The startling cascading rumble of windblown stones rattling on the roof,
Heart stopping strike of lighting and thunder in an otherwise clear sky,
The unintentional slip down a muddy bank into the cold clear waters below,

Cuddle in the rapture at the howling of the wolves on the mountaintop,
Cry out in the passion invoked by the sunset’s last gleams,
With your abundance of patience, for all things living or not,

This is the only true secret, and with this I find success cannot fail,
Forever embracing the simple offers of life, embracing each instant of time,
Holding sacred all now surrounding me, while letting not one moment be lost,
For this journey is made only from my single steps combined,

-Steve ‘Easy’ Whitacre September 13th, 2007