In our frantic rush
to achieve our lofty goals,
what is lost along the way?
~
A narrow focus
plus speed may hit the taget
yet still miss the mark.
In our frantic rush
to achieve our lofty goals,
what is lost along the way?
~
A narrow focus
plus speed may hit the taget
yet still miss the mark.
On this twisting path
how will we ever get straight
and how will we know it’s true?
~
But is the straight way
the true path of truth or is
it just the highway to hell?
When even the good
earth proves unreliable,
can stability exist?
~
Nothing stable stays,
except, perhaps, our wish for
such when times seem sweet.
On these sunlit days
when even the grouchiest
smile, what is ours to do?
~
We could join them, like
Iguanas, and bask on some
sun warmed stones, leisurely.
Since burdens mask truth,
must we remove mountain tops
to reveal our true meaning?
~
Instead of masking
truth, burdens can force us to
climb mountains and find truth there.
Would you say meaning
is something found, created,
or simply not there?
~
As artifacts lie
buried beneath ancient dross,
meanings are oft obscured.
Is there limit to
what may be found when seeking
with an open heart?
~
When we’re present with
an open heart, there is no
limit to being found.
When surrounded by
darkness what will help us find
our way back to light?
~
Embrace the darkness!
Travel by feeling and smell
until the daylight returns
Who said poetry
Requires great effort and
Some visionary forethought?
~
Sometimes we poets
enter a wordless realm where
effort and forethought don’t dwell.