Thursday, July 9, 2009

Potato Nonsense

Potato Nonsense

Where are the answers to these questions?
I have not looked far enough yet,
that much I know,
to give in to a life bound by doubt and queries

Something in me tells me there is more
More, or maybe less....huh, now there's a thought....
This is not good enough for me
This existence driven by vain pursuit
of something

But where to start?
What do i strip away first
to get to the root
the heart
the essence
the truth

What happens when it feels done
like an over boiled potato....
falling apart and disintegrating....
meal, bland, and worst of all....
waterlogged!
Full of too much of a good thing and made useless.

Maybe I should end this poem now
Its moving into something about a root vegetable
is a potato actually a root vegetable?
Ah, back to that....
Getting to the root
the heart
the essence
the truth.

Friday, June 5, 2009

What's Left?

There is Love


What's Left?
There is Trust
There is Respect
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is peace
There is Hope
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is beauty
There is priveledge
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is Sacrifice
There is Reward
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is safety
There is Home
There is Love.

What's Left?
There is laughter
There is a shared moment
There is Love

What's Left?
There is freedom
There is Friendship
There is Love.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Wisdom

Wisdom


Where is She?

Can you find her?

Do you seek her unsurpassed beauty?


Where is her song?

Can you hear it?

Are you listening for her sweet and strong melody?


Where is her bounty?

Can you taste it?

Are you hungry for her feast?


Where is her eternal fountain?

Can you see it?

Are you thirsty for her intense and cool waters?


If you seek her you will find her

She is there

Hiding in the crevices of The Rock


There, in the shade of The Glory

There, a piece, in the corner of your heart

A gift from the One who made you.


To see a glimpse of her face,

will end your lonely searching

To hear a note of her song,

will soothe your most intense longings

To have even a taste of her fruits,

will satisfy your deepest hunger.


Where is She? Can you find her? Do you seek her?


W.R.C

For Jonathan

Graduation 2009

Thursday, April 16, 2009

If You Need Me

If you need Me

I am here

though you may not see me

dreaming

longing

breathing

watching


I am here

though you may not feel me

listening

waiting

caring

touching


I am here

though you may not love me

daring

hoping

trying

loving


I am here

though you may not know me

living

sharing

needing

knowing


Please know that

I am here.

Like time and stars,

the sky and the sea,

I am here, and always will be.


Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Victory

Victory


The true victory to be had

Is when the Empire of our minds

crumble to dust


When we vanquish the foes

of doubt and of fear


When the starry mass of our thoughts are brought together

under the One True Star


When our battle worn hearts can take shelter in the fortress of

Faith and Divine Love


We surrender as His Conquests

we raise our guilt- stained bloody flags

white as snow


He is Victorious

We are Free

Together for Eternity



Monday, March 23, 2009

You Were There

You were there


It was there

small and fragile


It was there

hopeful and waiting


It was there

fighting but failing


To Thrive


It was there

But now

it is gone


I miss it

without ever knowing

what it would have been


I wonder

looking back now

how it might have changed me


I still cry

for the loss of it.

For the emptiness inside


It was there

But now

It is gone.


I don't know that I ever said goodbye

or ever will be able to...

so Goodbye for now, till the next time

My heart becomes heavy

with the weight of your absence


You were there,

But now you are gone

Goodbye-

for now.


My Child.



Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Laws of Nature

Laws of Nature


Must It Die

When It has yet

to flourish

to bloom

to grow

to climb


Must it be Hidden

when it has yet

to be seen

to be known

to be admired

to be shown


Must It be Snuffed out

When it has yet

to shine

to glow

to warm

to burn


Must It be Killed

When It has yet

to live

to breathe

to sense

and simply-

to be