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

I wonder

We look across the face of the planet – our Mother Earth – and wonder why we are here doing what we do, and if it has any meaning whatsoever. Or at least we should be. For too long there has been little doubt about the world, hearth, home, family, country, God … we are taught it is all covered, all that needs to be done is to live a good life, take as long as possible to die, and we are assured of eternal life. Period …
In Zen there is a saying “As children we are taught one and one makes two. We learn to be false. One and one makes one”
Let me try to explain –

I dream
and colors come
to sleeping eyes
bewildered
at the sight
as answers unfold
and waking
set like
the sun

brave souls stood
before the dawn
on a high cliff
quaking
at the thought
of living
stepped toward
the abyss
and became

all they willed
wishes made real
dying to know
of the life
the breath
of believing
the shadow
is cast
to the light

time is
the motion
experience
the movement
consciousness
perspective
nature
in sense
is alive

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Along The Way

how could we know
what would there be
forever’s flame
upon on the sea

of lives to live
in time and space
and destinies
in another place

where we became
and held onto
the love that left
and thought we knew

the reason for
the fire’s light
we would create
beyond the night

and farther from
the better or worse
we stepped into
this universe

and faded from
eternal sun
which watches now
the forgotten one

who lives without
the life within
the point of light
where we begin

a story told
of ancient days
ours to behold
along The Way

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