Our Splendour

ae — Sun, 23 Apr 2023 15:05:47 +0000

We seem to be in a hurry in the world to make everyone else learn some lesson. It is hard to trust that others will learn without our intervention. How hard we convince ourselves, the tree grew because of our care.
The truth is the tree did take advantage of our care but it was always meant to succeed in time.

if the teacher will teach
the student will learn
the time it takes doesn’t exist
only the love
which gentle and subtle
advances with the time
to take form in a new mind
like a seed following the light
finds it way from the dark
growing each leaf, root and branch
from a sapling under ground
the soul knows which way is up
to part the soil and find the sun
using rainy days to prepare
for spring’s summer flowering flood
with leaves or verdant hope

it will figure it out
you will figure it out

today will come to make sense
the wind will teach branches strength
the sun burn the leaves
the rain drown the roots
all the lessons we use

to find out

the teachers passage
where we find truth in our hearts
and love in our minds

awake in the night

ae — Fri, 07 Apr 2023 10:38:14 +0000

this is a weird thing
that a weary body and mind
may wake to wonder
into the empty valley
lost in contemplation
of thoughts unconsidered
with reasons and purpose
filled with passion
and devoid of reason or meaning
then wonder we must
wakeful in lusts
attracted to fear and loss
far from hope and joy
distractions unwanted
holding us from peaks
on mountains covered in sun
where birds can soar
and minds free
take the heart to love

what matters

ae — Sat, 04 Mar 2023 15:59:00 +0000

The loss can be very intense sometimes and it may make you think about what really matters. There are so many ways of living life but they are not all equal and being able to have clarity on this gives tremendous peace of mind.

Not to say I have figured it out but here are some thoughts.

be truthful, be honest
be loving, be caring
be courteous, be thoughtful
care for those i have put in your hands

care for yourself as i have asked
learn each day a bit more
today is today and then move forward

pray for guidance and be humble
just let me guide you today
and tomorrow
then you will know

impatient crocodiles

ae — Sat, 25 Feb 2023 12:48:59 +0000

It is a lot of fun to follow an idea and let is unravel. Sometimes the thoughts are playful and create fun little ideas like this.

The creative process takes me along when I let it. My frame of mind seems to lend space in the direction I suggest, which allows for many versions of me to come out.

It makes me curious as to what will continue to come.

impatient crocodiles
with large smiles
looking down your throat
and no birds cleaning teeth
only homes of meals
and calm bathing sun

but you are lunch
maybe a snack
with swerving tales
lying in wait
holding the space
before a pounce
and a bite

all too soon
the food is gone
and now to rest
maybe a yawn
he is watching
laying in wait
careful to be
his next date

if you are my north

ae — Fri, 17 Feb 2023 00:08:38 +0000

Much of the time my poems are thought to be sad, even though they may not have been intended to be.

This one could be considered anxious or desperate but it is not quite that. I seek to describe how it feels to want to please those we love.

if you are my north
then what is my first step
in what direction should i fall
if my failures pull me
which side is yours
let me know

hurry

am running
am falling

tell me
i must know

instead insist to be free

ae — Wed, 08 Feb 2023 17:51:52 +0000

Battles rage in my heart and mind around what is right and good. Sometime those battles go far beyond what is useful and make me fear any mistakes.

Bahá’u’lláh says that “True loss is for him whose days have been spent in utter ignorance of his self.” This required a humble posture of learning, which in turns requires patience to learn in action.

For me it is hard to learn why doing instead of learning by thinking.

so many times
hold me down
so many flies
buzz around
all of these days of length unknown
strap me down around
an around an around
heavy with darkness
heavy with sound

insistent self
Gloats

together with all other so
they create a mind of shelves
faces to lock
the heart of all that dwell
never enough
never complete

always some other trials
to complete
always someone else
to defeat

instead insist to be free
ask for the simple blessing
the strength to disencumber
a heart and a mind
from all the slumber

instead, let’s go
let it be
see through the eyes of God
it is not defeat

maybe i can

ae — Tue, 07 Feb 2023 06:32:28 +0000

Have you ever said something and not made sure if it made sense to anyone else? That is what writing feels like often. I can read it and it make perfect sense but then I have not clue how others will see or understand it.

Grief has made me wonder what I seek and it is not what I would have expected. I just want silence to find her in my heart more often.

if he can take
he will give
and if he can give
can i give
or just take
with misgiving

who is there
when dark
replaces light
and mind
fears to take
steps in tears
with only
your ears
death and ringing
in caves
alone
waiting to find
her once more

it is not another
we want
the minds
of the crazy
who wonder
this haunt

it is not hope
of new
or even
something true

it is the purity
we had
together
we made
the strength
of two hearts
in service
and love

you are mine
and me yours

always seeking
my joy will be

madness of loss

ae — Tue, 07 Feb 2023 06:03:38 +0000

What is the right way to deal with loss of a relationship? Because I believe in life after this, it makes me even more curious. To know how we relate to those who have left and what our future with them will be.

This is the questions of my heart in the middle of the night.

My heart is yours and finding how to live without you is maddening. Do I remember you at every step? Do I ask you about everything? Do I live my own life? Are we separate? Are you busy? Do you need space? What if I don’t get any clear ideas of what you want? Or feel guided? What if I fell lost and with no purpose? Just drifting along? What if I don’t do enough to keep our relationship or don’t focus on us enough? What if I have place and time for the living but not the dead? Have a I failed you again? Oh God, please make it that I have not failed her again!

the seekers found

ae — Tue, 07 Feb 2023 05:56:26 +0000

In the poetry of Rumi there is the story of a love who after much pain in search of his lover finds her at last. When she is found he is overjoyed but she is looking for ring in the sand.

How much can we love others and not find that love in return. Maybe we love because we wish to and not because it was forged together.

he loved her
and in the end he found her
while she sought trinkets in the sand

waisted away
lost
tortured
chased

only to find her
in a garden
looking for a ring

who’s ring I wonder

he finally found her
he finally found a hope
but not love
not a mate
not a friend
just a vain imagining
a vapour

which hope blinding projected
but not what he sought

arise

ae — Mon, 06 Feb 2023 07:52:05 +0000

Some times the part you need the most to have hope is the understanding that it will just happen over time.

Live lives and finds ways. Time passes and we become anew.

and as the sun raises
so will we
he was not asked to raise
he was set in motion
so do we
yet i wish for more
to love again
love life
love fun
love relax
love joy