On the Trail, Old Beginnings II
Swimming up-river
Time brings Past back again, fresh
What to do, this time?
__________________*_________________
Pursuing purposeful action
Swimming upriver process begins
Observed by intelligence’s best memory.
Identifying all around
Sights and sounds, as applicable
Partnering away from past Hermit loneliness’s
Into glistening, brightened Social Action-days.
For travel we each here, singing out our arrivals
‘Hosanna’ birth cry’s as in days of old.
This time to do one’s ‘better work’
With right or not...
Better beginning’s on track…
From right cause, set in place
For this, past’s renewal
Future curtain opening.
Oh, to act rightly
See... Stage is well set
As we sense it appropriate.
This time, we play, balanced in currents
Rightly present in this shared, moving Space
This wonderful Place in currents...
Accidents not withstanding...
‘Game, right on’.
Dream I, a learned man
In all knowing, the Play’s the thing
All parts role-played, as best one can…
Telling Self, try to be wiser when finished
When this ‘Time’s up’ end occurs…
As evaporation calls to another home.
With one hand clapping...
Hoping the Other in Beyond Understanding
Is likewise energized, lively...
Glad for our dreaming journey
Helping move more curiosities our way...
For learning further, growing.
All crazy presents, for a job to be well done
Gates opening to further futures…
Recognizing such a wise being.
All events reviewed
Carefully wrapped in either/or, for filing
Victoriously celebrated as won
Or, grieved over, what lost.
Ho-hum, stack, build on, replace, or…
Hell, just throw it on the Ash heap
Misbegotten, with other forgotten ventures.
Loosed they all, into the Valley-of-Some-Things…
For other memories to find, for better use.
For are they not, are we not, remaining
An active thread in this, the All of It?
Thank God, learning’s the thing
And the meaning.
Remember this well...
‘Learning’s the Meaning’...
For next time’s better preparation…
And the time’s after that…
All acting out for better effects
Thwarting total loss, always.
After all… it is these Lessons manifesting
That truly flourish...
In the before, and after
All of It...
Ever-fodder for future integration’s.
Beyond Understanding manages so well.
[to be cont’d]
Copyright © Brian Rusch | Year Posted 2022
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