ONE DAY, SITTING UNDER MY FAVORITE TREE

I understand
We need light for clarity as well as its disinfectant powers
And darkness to grow underneath consciousness.

I understand
We need sweetness to lure us to habitual goodness
And sour to teach the necessity of a few bitter lessons.

I understand
We need pets while young to teach us about love
So that when we’ve grown up, we won’t fear vulnerability.

I understand
We need strong appetites both for learning and life,
Hearts that yearn after greater emotional consciousness,
And minds unafraid of any categories of emptiness.

One day, sitting under my favorite tree,
I hear a song I’ve always yearned to hear –
Starting low and steadily becoming stronger –
One voice – swelling into many –
Suddenly, I hear myself
Singing along with the rest of the world –
Aurally blossoming in a personal/communal joy –
One soul, one world, one God –

All of it – hopefully – in harmony!

NO “THERE” THERE

Everyone sings their own song
If only they can remember it –
Otherwise, they need to hum along with everyone else.

Potentially, consciousness is as open as sunshine –
But, unfortunately, we rely upon pebble words
To let the light in.

“Pebble” because we’ve lost the ability to “play” with words –
Having replaced them with tensile-strength numbers –
So, now, we find ourselves twice abandoned –
Because the mystic words we traditionally used to enhance subjective reality
Have now been transformed into electronic bits.

In the cities, everything has been speeding up
For fear something might get lost –
But this has resulted in lives passing us by with even greater efficiency.

So, our souls are fading,
What am I saying? – our souls have already gone –
Evidenced by the fact that we no longer pray.

So –
Going fast, going slow –
It really doesn’t matter
If there’s no “there” there.

GOD COMES IN MANY FLAVORS

God comes in many flavors –
Not just vanilla.

God thinks about
Going forward, and then,
In reverse.

New universes appear
And disappear
Like bouquets of light
Thrown up into the night sky.

God has a secret
And makes up a song about it –
But when it’s sung
We can’t hear a thing –
Because we lack a “third ear.”

Nevertheless,
God loves little things
Which is why we’re so cherished
And always invited to the party.

God won’t ever stop making new things –
Nor will we –
But, sometimes, we should take a break
And compare work.