Paths

 

Until my last breath
My last gasp
I will be here
Trying to explain

The simplicity
We have lost
In the mêlée
We maintain

And to say Adieu
As I go from here
I will shed no tear
As I will see you soon.

 

Stoic & Buddhist

Seeing

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Seeing something bigger

Beyond you

Is humbling

 

In perspective issues fall

 

A life so full of beauty

Calls to one and all

If we but heed the call

 

And I am here

 

Witness to creation

A world forlorn

Every sun and moon rise

 

A heart reborn

 

Stoic

What Matters

 

Why can we not begin each day as if it was our first?

Why do we carry, a dead past forward?

That is gone, and this is this

I greet you anew, as you do too

 

Past never was

Only now

Face to face

Matters

Healing

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A sigh revealed

Too long covered

Virtue and sin

Melded to one

Earth and sky

Taste of life

And knowing is

The return of love

 

 

Land Of Dreams

 

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Nothing is, as it seems

Veiled and false

In this land of dreams

 

Beauty covers pain

Deeply hidden

No one is to blame

 

What you may want

Others become

Farther from the Fonte

 

Cut the subtle vein

The horror within

As life yields to pain

 

And awaken, please

From this play

You have the keys

 

Stoic

Daily

I see and love

I understand,  I try

Unmoved in my seeing

In the least of these

 

I do not; I cannot, judge

Every breath a gift

Yet I cannot rest

Even if not for me

 

Others abound

And I fail into my,”Life.”

My Wants go

My Concerns go

 

I am for you.

I have always been

For in you, I am

You may be

 

Someone I know

Or a stranger

You may be Him

How can I know?

 

And I realize

“You,” are in all

Every touch I give

Every heart I know

 

I am Yours.

Missed

 

What will I miss?

 

Not the travesty of life

The uncaring hordes

Those trampled underfoot

 

Not the mindless cruelty

Levelled on the innocent

By those clad in ego and suits

 

Not the anguish every day

That I was here, and others not

That I could not save

 

I will miss dawns filled with mist

Soft silence, in wooded places

Solace in solitude

 

I will miss all mankind

In all their degrees

Praying they may learn

 

I will miss the pain

The pain that taught me

That I lived