GREAT GOOD GLADNESS

As I get older, the world appears to be getting worse –
But this is a mistake
Because things are actually getting better
The younger you are.

The young can’t remember anything they haven’t yet experienced –
So, to the young, now is always now,
The sun’s usually out,
And they’re certain love is on the way.

The young cherish clutter and rubbish –
Because it gives them plenty of “stuff” to clear away
When, eventually, they go out to make the world a better place.

There’re far fewer tragedies in the world of the young
Because everything is constantly getting better –
The Beatles knew this – singing: “Here comes the sun!”

The young are fresh, original,
With perfect skin and glistening eyes –
So they don’t need to pay attention to shadows
In their elders’ eyes.

Perhaps we got it all wrong –
That God was never an “old man”
Sitting on an emerald throne – dispensing iron justice –
But, always, simply, a beautiful child
Radiating life and joy
And, in general, great good gladness.

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.

 

STANDING OVATION

The world’s up on a stage –
Out in front, a huge audience has been assembling.

We take on various roles,
And applaud or not, depending upon our mood.

Beautiful women, selling oranges, make their way
Through the crowds –
And even up on the stage where the nobles sit.

We eat, watch,
And play our given parts –
Noble, commoner,
Playwright, orange.

Shakespeare thought
The entire world could be envisioned as up on a stage
Playing out his plays.

Everyone else thinks pretty much the same thing –
Sometimes, collectively calling that production “the world as we know it” –
While each of us tries to reserve the best parts for our “self.”

The production always ends with a standing ovation –

Of the self, by the self, and for the self.

BEAUTY TAKES ITS TIME

The world doesn’t judge
Much less take notice of
What we do.

Most of the time, we’re not sinners –
Only imperfectly real –
No matter how many Messianic feathers we stick in our caps.

The real reason we can’t directly see God – or anything else for that matter –
Is because our ego mask has no real “eyes” –
Except for a couple of tiny mirrors
Reflecting ourselves.

The truth is: There’s no real
“Christ,” “Church,” or “Bible” –
They don’t actually exist!
Just God, who they only partially represent, is truly alive in our world.

For example, it’s love that makes possible “real” life,
Truth that opens minds to original ideas
And allowing justice to others that gives us the ability to compromise –

Beauty, for its part, however, always takes its own time
Opening a door for God to enter –
Which is why an experience of true beauty is so magical –
So much so that everyone dreams of experiencing it “in full flower”
At least once in their lives!