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Wings on the wind
There is always flowing
a way to ourselves
the nature of being
like wings on the wind
Reminder of entries
into the world
where silence forgives
the questions beyond
A day in our dwelling
left lost in the light
Shades of blue
Snow covered landscapes
Memories frosting our lives
Talk of simpler days
Passing years in our youth
Moments without judgement
Remain in dreams
Thoughts crystallized
Formed in the twilight before
Ever there was
a way to remain
In the joy and laughter
of children
This then the dream
Forgotten at the gate
Sought in ten thousand shades
Of blue beneath a star dappled dome
Opened before
The world ever asked
To become
The life we once knew
The Reaping
There will be no more warnings
No more shots across the bow
Are we receiving all we have sewn
Or just a memory of times forgotten
Faith
How do we account
for our loneliness
In a world suspended
from a thin wire
of hope
What are the dreams
we feel forsaken
the longings of the heart
left lying at the door
to life
Where is the wisdom
Forgotten in the realm
of rhyme and reason
in pluses and minuses
we believe
When shall we see
it is reason that left
us looking for answers
to questions
ever (never) more
Each is the dream
we came here to see
and each the shadow
cast on the land
unseen
Hope is the knowledge
of things not seen
as faith abides
in the heart
of our love
Photo – Maui Sunset – by gfs
Waitlessly wondering
Photo: Maui Sunset over Lana’i by gfs
Wait-less and wondering
just this ringing
in my ears
Past tense unfolding
you from my hands
I’ve wandered why
did thought hold onto
Temptation and tempers
and tastes left lingering
at the moon rise
Fingers pointing
words remaining
Shadows in silver light
Send shivers up
my spine
Awaking still quaking
within a dream
Left lying
at the gates of hell
Wishing me well
Telling stories of
sometime lost longing
In the heart
of a child lingering
where he cried
As a mothers love
told the stories
Held the hand
of the man he would be
coming
When yesterday came
Photo by gfs – Haleakala Sunset, Maui HI
There was a story
Told by sages
Of times
And trials
Lost to memory
Written in stone
Broken into
Forgotten sands
Such are the pages
History told
In voices
Long silent
Language unknown
Ears shuttered
Truth is not words
The best evidence
Only found
In the fires
Of mind!
Rain on me
This is the moment, the twinkling of an eye
Bells peal ancient hymns through valleys lost in time
Their rivers bending hearts into the seasons of our lives
Rain on me … the words he heard drifting on the wind
Photo: “Mohawk River Valley” by gfs
The Hegelian Dialectic
Thesis, antithesis, synthesis …
Simple enough, but make no mistake this is a well thought out confidence game. You may have heard reference to the Hegelian Dialectic, it is bantered about with some regularity, taught in university curricula, and generally misunderstood.
Hegel, didn’t even define it as his own, but our children usually bear our names and that seems to be the case here, as the moniker adds a mystique to the name – it’s not a “yogi-ism” it’s “Hegelian”. It sounds serious, intellectual, above our pay grade. It’s not, and it needs to be understood, and its presence in history past and present recognized, and reacted to. Think of it in this light – Order, chaos, solution.
A thesis is not just something that gets written in college. In any circumstance we as people, reason about what is happening around us, in our world. Our fundamental observation of our circumstance becomes thesis in our mind. It is the recognition of details, order or chaos, resolved into meaning against our background of experience.
Antithesis is the contradiction, or the ultimate betrayal of our thesis. Think disaster movie; Everything is fine, life in Southern California is sunny, then … Wham! An earthquake rocks the protagonist’s world to the core. The antithesis works best on the crowd when it involves thought, feeling, and emotion. The more we are engaged by it, the more our world is rocked, the more unwitting we will be for the next aspect – synthesis …
While it doesn’t have to be, in my opinion the synthesis, is used more and more in a deliberate manner to achieve a nefarious result, a solution, resolution, a war, a blame placed and new laws created (that were sitting on shelves waiting for their time). Personal freedom is usurped, and people are taken advantage of, under the guise of protecting them from a great evil. The dialectic complete, mission accomplished a new normal established.
Why do we ignore the signs. Look at the news for any period of time and it should be easy to see that the thesis is ever present, then in a moment, often out of the blue, the antithesis rears its ugly head, followed by the Knight wielding his synthesis; Saving souls, and promising protection in the coming dawn, while the protected never seem to miss that little piece of their soul given up in the process.
Beware the nightfall, the witching hour, and the coming dawn – You that have eyes; let them see!
Image: https://www.geek.com/culture/internet-gutter-welcome-to-the-flat-earth-1659303/
Forsaken Paradise
Foot falls and paradox
these are the moments
etched in bone
carried across the wilderness
of time
Imagine the emptiness
alone on a beach
of windswept sands
driven endlessly
across tidewater dunes
What heart would choose
this loneliness
what reason could
coerce the reason
to sink beneath the wind
Yet they come
hoards of Huns and Mongols
barbarians incensed with being
without minding
all their creations
Souls seeking solace in form
desiring all of creations joy
Yet finding mostly misery
forced to forget the agreement
weighted with woe
Image: http://www.boredpanda.com/south-african-artist-creates-surreal-idiomatic-artworks/
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