PEOPLE ARE AMAZING

People are amazing, aren’t they?
Endlessly surprising!

Right now, they’re coming over a hill
Wearing a variety of colors
Speaking multiple languages –
And excited about many things.

Yesterday they were children
Now, they’re the entire world.

We thought we knew who and what we were
But, over time, everything’s changed –
As if in a dream.

There are parents – but they’re not our parents any more –
And there’s the house we grew up in –
But, now, it appears entirely different.

Reality is deeper than dreams
And yet, because of “time,” it’s still a kind of dream –
Once, we believed love could last forever – as real as the sun –
Yet, now we know, it often fades despite our best efforts.

As we grow older, we also grow calmer –
And this can be good in its own way –
We know we no longer can hold fire in our hands –
And our eye’s intensity is also fading.

Yes, dusk is nice –
Lavenders filling up our lives –
Distant odors –
A train whistle – far and away –
Unimaginably poignant.

 

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DISTANT TRAINS

Distant trains whistle low and away –
While crows in treetops insist upon their greater importance.

Jesus says, “You’ve forgotten everything that’s real about me –
By insisting I have the power to “save” you –
But I don’t.”

Distant trains whistle low and away
Taking people away to camps –
The same people whose grandchildren
Are now maniacally creating camps for other people.

Those raucous crows up in the treetops have been insisting upon their importance
Like politicians who create “reality” shows –
Where they lead fools by their noses
Down entertainment ramps to political slaughter.

It’s a mindless show put on to entertain an essentially mindless audience –
A performance filled with rage and spit –
Literally, an “All-American War” against reality –
So that God can’t be seen through all the smoke and carnage –
So that God won’t even decide to show up.

These days –
Lives lived without beauty are no longer seen as tragic
Because Americans simply don’t care –
Now that the truth is a commodity for sale
And love simply another word – just like any other word.

SPIRIT LIKE THE WIND

The Spirit is “like the wind”
But what does this mean?

It means that if you ever find yourself in a corner
And, using all your strength, you can’t get out –
There’ll always be a door available –
If you only put your hand out.

It also means that even if you become as successful as a movie star
The next thing that happens might be some kind of personal disaster.

It means that life frequently is outside one’s control –
So you’ll have to be brave
And humble
And, often, you’ll need to be both at the same time!

It means that God sometimes has a somewhat severe sense of humor –
But just not a malicious one.

In fact, you wouldn’t even be alive without wind –
Which is the same as your breath –
Especially since you don’t even need to think about breathing –
Because it’s unconscious – the same as your “true self.”

The moment this “true self” becomes fully conscious, you’ll find yourself enlightened –
This is at the core of what Jesus, the Buddha, and Mohammed
Were all trying to teach us!

FIREFLIES

Fingers intertwined with fingers –

Fireflies in the fir trees –
On fire – but with a “cool” flame.

Legs crossing legs
Turning into afternoon kisses –
The romance of the young
Coming out of the sea.

It’s too soon to know what we need to know –
And by the time we do, it might be all over –
The crowds leaving –
Applause only a memory.

Yes, it’s memory time
But the memories have flown away – like birds –
Migrating –
Flying away like time –
Suddenly and forever.

She said “I love you”
A long time ago
When there was green grass
Open eyes
And breath as sweet as flowers.

Suddenly, a letter arrives, posted long ago –
What does it say?
What could it say?
Given we’re in another place, another time?

 

WELCOME TO THE KINGDOM!

When you’re a baby, you feel you’re equal to the entire universe –
Because there’s nothing that matters – except you.

You’re given a beautiful mother
Who takes care of all your personal needs –
So you’ll never forget her face.

Then, slowly, surely, the world comes into focus
Until, one day you can actually see yourself
Along, of course, with all your limitations.

That’s the day you’ll commence building a “fantasy” you – i.e., your “ego” –
One that you’ll be able to almost believe in –
Hopefully, a splendid one – “dressing up” the negligible you
Into a “someone” demonstrably able to survive in this world.

Eventually, you’ll be a “real” puppet
Able to “pass” – just like Pinocchio –
Manipulating the world from behind a curtain –

Only in bad dreams, however, will you suddenly realize that the rest of the world
Is the same as you.

You continue existing through this “person” or “persona”
Because you know no alternative.

Entire religions are built around a handful of exceptional people
Courageous or insane enough to trust in living as their original “true selves.”

But those religions never explain it that way –
Instead, they assert that such people are “gods” –
And, if you’re willing, they’ll “protect” you,
Enabling you to “live forever” – whatever that means.

Gurus and other spiritual hustlers
Ask if you know who “you” are –
Knowing you’ll have no answer –
That you’d have to “die” to discover one –
And there’s little chance of that ever happening!

Actually, it’s simple –
There are no religions or “enlightened masters” available to save you –
There’s only you.

To discover your “true self” you’ll have to give up everything
You are, have, and want to be –
You’ll find your “true self” by taking a good hard look at that well-developed ego,
And then drop it, and keep dropping anything else that appears,
Until, literally, there’s nothing artificial left.

That’s when you’ll be “born again” – just like Jesus recommended –
Being extremely careful, however, not to let that develop into an even more elaborate ego.

This is why humbleness comes first –
True humility – so you can be
Someone unimportant – but someone who’s real.

That’s when you’ll finally be able to breathe freely –
When you’ll be able to see reality –
Including, most importantly, the reality of yourself.

Finally, at the end, God appears and says:
“Good job, little one ….
Welcome to the Kingdom!”

WE ALL KNOW WHAT TRUTH IS

We all know what Truth is – when we hear it –
It’s shocking –
Especially to the person who first expresses it.

We all know what Love is –
Sweet –
The sweetest thing ever –
Even more than the earliest appearances of mother
And, certainly, more than an elegant blue Tiffany box
Containing the hoped-for gift of our dreams.

Beauty is on the rise, too, isn’t it?
Coming in like the tide –
A surprise to be opened first thing in the morning –
Discovering the friend you’ve waited your entire life to meet –
And it’s you! –
The person you never expected to encounter “face to face.”

Sometimes, people come into the world surrounded by radiance –
With the kind of beauty that shows they’re one of God’s best friends –
They stay awhile – but aren’t recognized by anyone –
Even though they’re “seen,” in passing, by literally everyone.

You can identify them by the spiritual “odor” they leave behind –
When, later on, you start wondering –
Really, who was that?

SEA OF WHITENESS

Western people live in a sea of whiteness
Like they’re on a big ship traveling from one white land to another
Observing colored people only from a distance
Through tiny portholes, and then only
Dimly.

White people can be cruel at times – without thinking about it –
About the pain they cause –
While still relishing all the societal buttons and levers
Designed especially for their personal use.

They can’t see into the past
Because, for a long time, they’ve been living off its fruits –
They also can’t clearly make out the present because, to them, it’s wholly white –
And the future promises to be more of the same –
That is, if they have anything to say about it.

What could change?

White people’s souls could become more humble – more human;
Christianity could begin disconnecting itself from the tight grip of capitalism;
Or the old Gods might get re-shuffled – into surprising new patterns.

One day, however, Nature might commence a long and serious talk with us
Sometime before the human world comes to an end
When, from that vantage point, all our political and racial differences
Might no longer appear to be so great
After all.

 

 

WHEN SPRING ARRIVES

When Spring arrives, it’s overwhelming in its delicacy –
With soft colors, sweet smells, and increasing sunshine.

Spring is like a giant pink “wave” rolling into shore
Under an azure cloudless sky.

It reminds us that the bright beaches of summer are coming
Along with long romantic nights.

When Spring arrives it’s like a pink bud
Slowly opening into a perfect crimson flower.

Spring comes in infinite flavors,
Quiet murmurs,
And birds calling late into the evening.

No matter how old we get – or how exhausted –
When Spring appears, it overturns everything –
Expected and unexpected.

Spring
Arrives through its winter tunnel
Like a 10-ton Mack truck
Wearing pink lights!

 

TIME TO SLOW DOWN

When the world moves forward
Faster than ordinary lives are used to

Anger may grow – with people starting to look for someone or something to blame –

That’s the nature of the world –
Which just keeps on turning

One day America is 80% white
And then, a few years later, 49% –
Who’s to blame?

One day the world sings along with Perry Como
And then, a few years later, is “down” with black rapper syncopation –
What’s the remedy?

Getting angry does no good – since, in that case, one only ends up hating oneself –
Getting stupid doesn’t work either.

When change is too massive –
People sometimes call on a clown king to enter the world’s arena –
And wreck everything in sight.

Eventually, calm returns and the broken pottery gets swept up –
The clown king turning back into its constituent rotten vegetables – and disappearing –
Life returning to normal.

I worry most when the world begins moving too fast
For regular human beings to keep up –

Perhaps, now, it might be good to slow things down –
Just a bit.

 

THERE’S NO BEAUTY WITHOUT

There’s no beauty without naturalness
And, of course, goodness.

There’s no beauty without a love that’s alive
And none, certainly, in the bleak lands of the unjust.

There’s no beauty without reciprocal respect
And none when facing violence.

There’s no beauty without generosity
And none, of course, beyond the outer limits of joy.

There’s certainly no beauty without spontaneity
And none at all when engaged in worshipping one’s own ego.

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When natural beauty walks into a room – everyone holds their breath
Because the presence of beauty makes everyone glad
For this unexpected gift.

When God eventually sends us a follow-up to Jesus –
In female form –
Everything will have to be re-thought, re-experienced, and re-imagined
Because of the presence of such new spiritual beauty –

That’s when we’ll be able to modify all the old forms
Of capitalism, religion, laws, and customs –

And when the world will finally start becoming fresh
Once again.