Eyes Wide Shut

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To awaken is the goal
Another in a list
To do’s ticked off
One by one we move
Towards an end, the end

“We,” we say, meaning me
The obstacle grows
“Forget you,”
“I am on a path”
“I am right, you are lost”

And the arrogance remains
No one wants truth
Only their own; personal
Yet one remains ignored
Not joy nor bliss
As we wish

Crushing Truth; as is
Not wrapped in a bow
Raw, primal, obliterating
No return ticket given
And no path back

Words are cheaper by the dozen
Truth has no need
Open eyes never forget
And will never ask
“Are we there yet?”

Stoic

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Nature Prayer

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Original Art: stephendallen

Harbinger of souls
Carry me beyond
This Earthly caste

Above the forlorn
To rise, to see
Clear and open

Beyond the rabble
See the whole
Unmired from detail

Dark wing carry
Into the sun
Where all are one

Stoic.

Death Is A Friend

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http://www.thefountainoflife.org

 

We are born (borne) in death

As one moment dies

Another brings life

 

And we are here

 

What we are cannot last

Endings and beginnings

Never to be lived again

 

And we are here

 

Reborn in the gaps of time

Only one constant remains

Knowing alone stands

 

And we are here

 

In a dying world we live

Both reborn from ashes

Fresh as a rising sun

 

And we are here

 

 

Old Coats

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I wear the past

An old coat, tattered and torn

Long in tooth

I should have long ago shorn

 

Yet it finds me again

All this lifetime to be worn

Taken off sometimes

Never far from hand to adorn

 

I wear the past

This old coat, tattered and torn

Bones broken and bent

Memories tattered and torn

 

 

Breathe

 

Sunlight through trees and I breathe
Cares of the day just fall away
A book cradled gently, words to believe
Speak and tell me what I must say

Yet I am still here in spite of it all
Alive to what I still need to do
And though I may stumble and fall
Somehow I will make it through