Fall time, fall years
Culmination of beauty
Wisdom
Perspective.
Immersed and surrounded
By a depth,
Only time can give.
Riches,
Only experience can gather.
Gratitude,
Only surrendering reveals.
The fine lines
The atrophy
The forgetfulness,
Ceases to grip
As anguish begins to melt.
What comes, will pass
What hurts, will fade
And peace is found,
As the cyclic natural of all
Comes to light.
And most of all,
A returning
To a consciousness.
Floating with a birds eye view
Disengagement from drama, trauma.
All that’s created here
To be left here
Returning to a neutral purity.
As we came, shall we return.
No baggage,
But definitely not empty handed.
As what was the purpose
Of this interlude
Between birth and death,
‘Life’ as we call it,
This opportunity, this experience.
To have take form of the ‘Source’.
And then to walk, to wander,
To wonder, to revel
In this creation
Beyond comprehension.
What minuscule chance
We have to exist
Where galaxies and universes reign.
Yet here we are.
Be sure to query and question,
To spark your thirst
To to find your why,
And finally ‘KNOW’ thyself.
As your ‘fall’ fades
And the winter will ensue
Be sure to have built
The one relation standing firm to the end.
- Ignorance
Man’s greatest curse
Ignorance of who he is.
So what are we!?
We are dust that has come alive
Dust that is impregnated
By the ultimate
Giving movement, thought and spirit
Beyond imaginable incredibility.
If for a moment we dare to appreciate
That we are drops of water,
Chemicals and their reactions,
Unfathomable yet engineered
Into synchronicity and self regulation,
With nature’s bell curve
From infancy to geriatric demise,
Given the fortune of possibly seven decades or more.
Where in this timeframe
Did we give credence
To the liberty of life?
Too busy distracted
With fear, greed, and a presumed freedom
When all along
The ultimate has been bestowed,
Day after day
Each a renewed opportunity
To participate, to glorify
Existance.
For in a blink of an eye
And as your actual eyes close,
It will come to an end
And what will it have all meant?
Nothing!
For it was only for you alone
To enjoy, to unfold, to acknowledge
This relationship
You, your existence, your sustainer.
So don’t take lightly
Revel in your seasons,
Reflect and learn your lessons
Grow and reach towards the light within.
As only then
Will you beam and reflect
A truth for yourself and your community
Both.
Art by Catrin Welz-Stein
- Silence
Poetry Pharmacy – Silence
“How still, how happy! Now I feel
Where silence dwells is sweeter far
Than laughing mirth’s most joyous swell
However pure its raptures are.”
Emily Brontë
Ahhhh this place of silence
Awaiting my arrival day and night
No appointments, no reservations
No declines, no rescheduling.
Premium seat guaranteed
Reception perfectly suited
To wash away the tarnishing mind
Silence with peaceful hum of breath
Music with depth greater than the heart
This the purest of joys!
- Redo or not?!
The one thing I would redo…
At 58 I sit and ponder
What would I redo?
Would I redo the daisy chains made on my middle school fields
Would I redo the endless questions posed to my mother about the hows and what fors of nature
Would I redo the cooking explosions making pasties and cakes in my besties’ mom’s kitchen
Would I re do the pains of teen metamorphosis
Would I redo the fantasies of first love
Would I redo the dreams of who I wanted to be
Would I redo the endless tears struggling with health, the I’m not good enoughs
Would I redo the fears and doubts of immigrant life
Would I redo the losses of loved ones too dear to name
NO!!!
None would I redo
As they broke the mold
They blazed a furnace
And created the me today
With humility and gratitude
A serene peace
A most thankful heart
I am here today
As the grace of life continues to be gifted
With a knowing that prevails
All is just how it needs to be for me
Thankyou for all your lovely birthday wishes this 2025!
- Anniversaries
Dates that come around
Reminding of happy times,
Times we commemorate
Births, milestones
Achievements
And then there is death.
The time span of existance
This we have made the measure of life,
A beginning and an end.
But the mess in the middle
The delicious filling
Between two slices of bread,
Of what endless choices we have
What pleasure it brings,
What surprises we have.
So this day, today
I celebrate not commiserate,
The life of a man, the life of my Dad.
If he taught one thing,
It was to get up and go
For there was always much to be done
Always much to be had.
So in his memory
Sisters let wake.
Let’s get up and go
Go in life, with his push forever behind us
But on our path, of our making.
For finding our zest and zeal
Lies not with and through those we have and those we’ve lost
But deep within ourselves
As we make the choices,
To grow and connect
With the source
That cannot leave,
Will not abandon
Is always waiting
To catch,
To promote
To praise
With each little gifted
Moment,
Breath
Presence.
- Mat-Eternity
Beyond the nursing
Diaper changing
Feeding, bathing
The endless list of verb-ing
A mother subliminally shares
The deepest bond
Where emotions are perceived
Dreams, aspirations are known
Fears and regrets are soothed
She is a super hero
Magical strength
Far reaching vision
Always recognizing
All you need
All she can do
And to do it
With an unshakable love.
How does the saying go?
Mothers are angels
Without wings
Sent by God
How fortunate
That each and everyone of us
Is-was blessed
Not without but with our very own angel.
And even when
No longer Earthly
She stays close to our heart
Whispering day and night
Sweetness second to none
Encouragement and praise showered as
Only a mother can and will.
So hold your child
Cherish your mother
As everyday’s a gift
And take not for granted
To mother or be mothered.
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