To Thanksgiving

taken away by the flight 
by the primacy of our own life process
we are all flies craving for honey
or we are pebbles— 
washed but never get cleansed! 

let us not be distracted by 
the disappointment of 
common human behavior 

we have to accept, how things are 
or rebel against
and so doing, we make it easy on us
or make it hard
the choice is ours
but both take the same labor:
when the going gets tough 
the tough gets going—

our ordinary madness is real
we are all feeble, crabs at times:

rushing to escape out of the bucket 
we are kept in eternally 
we step on each other
pull down one another  
caught in a stampede 
and reach  nowhere—
since we walk crabwise!  
 
we are such an orderly chaos—
a gross ENTROPY!  
let us listen to the voices 
to the crescendo 
and climax of nature 
that speak the gods’ voice  

let us listen 
to the moaning and meaning 
of love and light 
making every single day and night 
the voice that transcend 
time and space 
the voice that comes through 
our shared wall of darkness

let us decenter 
the dissonance of bad times 
the mournful solitary nights 
of hunger and sadness 
the melancholic fearful days 

let us not be distracted 
by the disappointment 
of common human behaviors,
flaws, greed, unbearable lightness of Being
let us act, let us make peace  
let us live  and let live in harmony—
half cooked half raw, as we are

let us toss and sip to the top—	

sifa! sifa! 

to the THANKSGIVING

in love and light…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lamoureux Avatar
November 29, 2015 at 10:13 AM
Interestingly when we look back our times of human struggle, they somehow are transformed into the "Good Old Days". Good or bad, who is to say??? We gain much through our thankfulness. Great poem!
Dibaba Avatar
November 29, 2015 at 10:29 AM
Yes indeed!. "Gratefulness" or "Gratitude" is a ritual that we owe to the peace, the love, the health or wealth that we cherish or the pain, the loss and failure that we suffer...since the only way to Growth (spiritual or emotional) is just by being and doing Better, not Bitter! Thankfulness or Gratitude, I believe, is part of it! Thank you dear Richard. Ase
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