Cry the World

Today there is a need for tenderness
A soft warm loving kindness
That heals all sorrow and division
I am tired of the world
And its relentless argument
Weary of those who seek power for its own sake

I am drawn back to childhood memories
Of England’s green pastures of the sixties
My life lived in wonderment and innocence
And then wrenched from that innocence
By those I thought infallible and god-like

Everything seems so far away now
As I sit here in the enchanted land

So many have I known
All disappeared into the beyond
Young and old alike
Some lived a short and troubled life
Others aged well like a mature wine
All now wrapped up in this tender heart

And here we are in these days
When meeting each other openly
In freedom, face to face,
Reading the subtle movement of lips
Seems already a distant memory

My friend, my beautiful friend
I wish we could sit together
Just sit together in the silence that heals
Just sit and cry the world
Back to its natural intelligence
And let this heavy heart surrender its weight
Into the openness that can hold everything.

Image by Quang Le from Pixabay

NEW WORDPRESS BLOCK EDITOR – NO

I wanted to post a new poem here today and discovered the new wordpress block editor format. I used it and I loathed it. I was like a monkey bashing around on a computer.

This afternoon I discovered the ‘classic editor,’ and I hope they continue to offer the choice. If I am forced to use the new block editor for my poetry I am gone.

What about you, have you gotten used to it? Maybe you are stuck in the classic mode as well.

This is how I feel about it.

  • Image by Schwoaze from Pixabay

Be Still

My friend, in all this turbulence
Be still
In the throes of division and accusation
Be still

As the enemy pulls his sword ready for battle
Be still
As the storm looms overhead
And threatens a mighty deluge
Be still

While others rage and scream
And the harbingers of doom
Bemoan the end of the world
Be still
Even as the ocean spews its waves
That crash in thunderous anger
Upon the shore
Be still

Be still
There is a part of us
Beyond all form
When we remember it
We fall into a peace
That heals all division.

Image by Avtar Kamani from Pixabay

Heart Holding it All

You are an exquisite being of light
Consciousness manifested as form
Squeezed into matter
The eternal AND a five sense feeler
You are the vast and the limited
The unconditional and the conditioned

Don’t sacrifice one for the other
Don’t fight with your own self
Neither turn your back on your humanness

You must find a way
To be in the world
But not of the world

Feet in the soil
Head in the universe
Heart holding it all together.

Image by Norbert Pietsch from Pixabay

Make Space For the Beloved

Let all this knowing and awareness
Fall into the temple of the heart
And there, let the clarity of our seeing
Begin a process of cleansing
So that we meet all the demons and shadows
All the toxic beliefs and imaginations
And allow them to return to source

The purifying of the heart is a kind of emptying
In which, without knowing how or why,
The more empty it is
The more filled it becomes with the beloved

It is possible to shift
From being self centered
To being beloved centered
Without becoming religious
It has nothing to do with beliefs

Make space within your heart
And the beloved will move in.

Image by Devanath from Pixabay

Mystery of the Deep

I will meet you
When you have fallen
Down there in the dark
I won’t try and pull you up
Or change anything
I will simply sit in silence with you
And listen to the empty fullness
Underneath the eternal sky
If words arise they will be met
With the kind of presence that heals
A presence that has no ownership

When there is no attempt to change anything
But instead there is a meeting in the deepest presence
Things change by themselves
Such is the mystery of the deep.

Image by Helena Cuerva from Pixabay

Bear the Unbearable in Stillness

Bear the unbearable feelings
The tortuous emotions
The primal anger
And the deep knots of fear
Without doing anything
Make no attempt to fix or change
No movement away from or towards
Don’t do anything
Just be there

There is a great art in being
It comes from deep within
And has its roots in silence
Everyone can discover it
It is not a special state
It is a natural state

The first step is to develop a great willingness
To simply be, even as the noise resounds
And to fall into an ever deeper stillness
Stillness lets everything be as it is
And there is its unique power
Just letting everything be as it is
The acceptance of things that have been
And things to come
Without the mind’s need to fix or change

What incredible power we have
Hidden from ourselves by mind’s tenacious grip on us.

Image by Quốc Huy Dương from Pixabay

At Home – Turn Off and Go Inside

Here we are, all at home
There are moments of hope
And periods of despair
Fear and anxiety punctuate the day
Frustration and anger rise
Waves of confusion
Some are triggered into behavior
They mostly avoid
And often regret
Yet still it persists, day upon day,
Those who dare plug into the news
May instantly wish they hadn’t
For it seems as though it’s
The blind leading the blind

All I can say is
Don’t be strong, be true
When you feel angry, be it
But don’t take it out on anyone
If waves of despair crash upon you
Drown for a while
It’s no ones fault that you will ever find
Feel it all fully, and let it wash through you
Hold on to nothing
It could be the cleansing you need
Don’t try and be happy
Just be how you are
This is your chance to go deeper
And if you feel nothing
Or do nothing
That’s ok as well
Turn off the news and go inside
This could be when you find out
Who you really are, what makes you tick
What you really believe, what you fear
And what you truly want.

Here we are at home.

The Great Adventure of Surrender

A great adventure awaits the one willing to surrender
For in surrender the you you think you are
Begins to slowly dissolve

You start to surrender parts of yourself
Not to some thing outside yourself
But to life itself, to your direct experience
At first this may be a huge insult to the ego
But if that is also surrendered,
In fact whatever is experienced is surrendered
What ever is thought or imagined is surrendered
A great and beautiful dissolvement happens

And you will fall further inside yourself
You will meet challenge upon challenge
But each encounter will forge you
And each surrender will deepen you

Until there is nothing more to surrender
And then a deep stillness and peace arises
And you become the silent heartbeat of the world

If there is a key to freedom, it is surrender.

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