p o e m s

Where is "me" before age 3 ?
It is in the "Tee Hee- I am free!"
Obviously that was "me".
From birth learning and discerning
aware that mosaic "me "
is part of the bigger "we".

Time fills the mind
Yet "Tee Hee and we"
remain inside subtle and fine
That by grace they will one day shine

Ever flowing thoughts
Uphold and secure my life

Owed to thoughts
Is my life here

Search and re search to no end
all that is common&sense less

Curtain of night descends
Thoughts can out come
Rest the thoughtlessness as
Blessed stillness descends upon us

Laugh from down in the depths

Laugh from the lightness of grace

Laugh at irony shared with angels

Laugh at fortune-misfortune

Laugh at too serious

Laugh at folly

Daylight- rentlessly dusk
Out come re searchers
Arrive now to a tank of thinkers
Guina pigs allowed rest

A ray strays into darkness
Keeping a tiny momentum
Out of the ray grows
The noontide and
Eviction of darkness.

Blessed is the dawn

Heralding the spirit of grace
Which comes by imperceptible increments
And is lent reality only by the still night
As it slowly consumes the last ray of light
Blessed is the dusk as the still quiet descends

There was a time "before" .......

"Me" so small
Never had crawled

Serenely detached
Not copycat

Emptier heart
Never smart

Cares not earthly
Eyes unworldly

Sight that sees
The bigger we

Endless time
So very fine

Obedient soul
Much more whole

Flowing grace
at perfect pace

In the time before.....

Playing in the stuff
Playing in the stuff
Not writing- just playing in the stuff
Material force action
Attracts distraction
Not writing
Not writing
Just playing in the stuff.

The time one was a toddler
is in an instant real

the smell of the house
the hearing of the voices
the colors of the carpet
the blissful feel

90 years lived now evaporate

keeping the experiences that filled them
safely vouchsafed for the eternal life.

I thought and was not
Then was stopped
Peaceful and still
Senses contently at rest
Then sounds hit my ears
Inward they went
Finding that worldly mark
And again I thought and was not.

Phone E ....phoney
Talkin to be blottin
Talkin to be blottin
Empty sounds go round
Hold the phone
Not the E
E nough

The last time in truth
does not signify an ending
Nor will it be repeated.

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