When all is alive
with the promise of springtime,
why must some embrace darkness?
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Darkness seems to be
the chosen ground for those who
lack a way to grow within.
When all is alive
with the promise of springtime,
why must some embrace darkness?
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Darkness seems to be
the chosen ground for those who
lack a way to grow within.
In this fast-paced world,
what can we do to nurture
those that travel slow?
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Prod them to quicken?
Or step down from the treadmill
and join their leisurely pace.
Since “All the world’s a
stage and people but players,”
in what role have you been cast?
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I often assume
the director’s role even
when I’ve been cast to assist.
What is discovered
when we leave our maps behind
and just go a wandering?
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A vast and trackless
world filled with treasures; strangers,
wanderers, and chance met friends.
Is there a secret
to unlocking the hidden
code of these wild places?
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The code of places,
both wild and tame, is best
accessed with simple presence.
What would help us make
joyous laughter the second
language of our land?
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Why just settle for
second place when laughter can
communicate more than words?
What meaning can be
fathomed in the drumming
of the falling rain?
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Why look for meaning
when the simple pleasure of
listening is quite enough?
In the midst of sun
how might we remember those
in rougher weather?
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With condescension
and disdain, if we divorce
ourselves from humanity.
Is there anything
quite like canine companions
to lavage our souls and soles?
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For therapeutic
washing of the soul, they can’t
be beat, but I’ll pass on feet.
How many members
of Congress does it take to
reach enlightenment?
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Enlightenment can’t
Be reached by consensus!
For some, perhaps, hope remains.
Why must some deny
Pilgrims traveled many roads
To reach their destination?
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Short cuts and brief trips
are often preferred by those
who want a quick fix.
If we invited
everyone to the table
what could we expect?
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Many guests, welcomed
and less so, would attend our
most glorious feast of crows.
But what, you may ask,
of evil uninvited?
How can we surrender then?
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Is it possible
that it’s the not inviting
that leads to evil?
With so many ways
to resist how will we find
our way to sweet surrender?
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Embrace the evil
that we invited, and own
sending the invitation
Is there even a
hint of a glint of a point
to this mad sprint we call life?
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Looking for a point
can lead to missing the joy
of simply living.
What is the best cure
for adolescent angst and
cocksure ignorance?
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Many lifetimes does
the path to enlightenment
require of our spirit.
In our frantic rush
to achieve our lofty goals,
what is lost along the way?
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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?
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Embrace the darkness!
Travel by feeling and smell
until the daylight returns
When everything else has
failed, what will be, alas,
our ultimate plan zed?
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That is precisely
when we set aside our plans
and listen for the Divine’s.
Please tell me a way
to make music when the heart
can not keep its wild beat?
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When the beat, my dear,
fluctuates from bar to bar?
Well now, they call that Ragtime!
We have tried standing
firm like Holly. Is it, now,
Ivy’s time to entwine us?
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Ivy and Holly,
evergreen reminders there’s
always time for both.
If you could tell me
why the ivy twines, I might
share some secrets too.
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Ancient Druids say
ivy twines like maidens’ hair
green, alive, in winter’s grasp.
Why must some people
gather more than they can use
while others give all they get
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Each of us must choose
how widely we will open
our hands and hearts to others.
What will help us learn
to sing in chorus as well
as to sing alone?
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To flaming divas,
the task is pointless folly.
To harmonize means sharing!