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FORMLESS

EASTER

Without Form there is confusion.

Without Logic we must follow the crowd.

Without Love we have only ourselves.

Without Faith our options are limited

 

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Johnny Be Good (Photography by Sandra Schou)

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Photography by Sandra Schou

Johnny Be Good my friend, my pal
To yourself as well as to others.
Amends is the key to the day you’ll be free
Of the fear of being bothered.
Bothered by memories, bothered to hear
Of impending loneliness year after year.

Johnny Be Good my friend, my pal
To yourself as well as to others.
Be good to yourself; you’ll find it true,
That you’ll eagerly seek to be ready to do,
The things we can do though bothered.
Be ready my friend to be bothered.

 

 

MEADOWLARK HILL (I’VE GOT MY LOVE TO KEEP ME WARM)

2 21 2013 The Tree

That one lone tree on Meadowlark Hill
The song its tenants sang
The laugh and coo of newborn tots,
reflecting yin and yang

The memories are distorted
the silence now a roar
I left; here’s what they told me
return some day for more

More is what I needed
more became Amor
Emotion came to greet me
My heart began to soar

Amor became commitment
commitment to the Source
The Source became the Doorway
revealing an Inner Force

One day I’ll want to visit
pay respects to Meadowlark Hill
And mingle with the Tenants
as through open beaks they trill
And remind me of the joy I found
That day on Meadowlark Hill.

 

Smile dammit smile

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SMILE DAMMIT SMILE

 

With lips turned up at the corner

Or perhaps with a furrowed brow,

Will the effect  that occurred in an instant

Be remembered from then ’til now.

 

Which will  be remembered

My smile or  my glare

Will the furrows in my forehead

Be remembered first and always

By those who’d swear that never

Was my smile even there.

Was my smile even there?

 

 

 

The Rest Of You.

 

STUBBORN DONKEY

Untie the knot and soften your glare

What you think is there is not.

What you thought was writ as laissez-faire

Was read but green with rot.

Untie the knot and soften your glare

Laugh and

Giggle and coo.

What you thought you heard was never said

What you failed to hear was You.

Untie the knot and soften your glare.

Empty you mind

(Its rude to stare)

Allow the moment to be

And dare

To Listen

To The Rest Of You.

Listen

To The Rest

Of You.