The magic happens at sunrise.
The wood faeries run to remain unseen.
The Sun stretches and greets its subjects.
One kiss here another there.
AP: 3rd place 2026
but listening instead
It is in giving a fistful of wild lilacs
to a crestfallen stranger
and not needing anyone
to give you anything
today
It is in the seamless art
of living quietly,
considering clouds,
like A. E Houseman,
and not lugging boulders
or heavier opinions
when the earth is already
too heavy
The yellowtail butterflies do it
everyday
It is in not needing readers,
recognition, or praise,
when you love yourself
and trust the wind to sway
your hammock of gentle
existence
back and forth,
back and forth
The albino deer drew
admirers
He never asked for them
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“There is a kindness that dwells deep down in things; it presides everywhere, often in the places we least expect.”John O’Donohue
Underneath the burnt oak,
a beetle tends her emerald brood.
The wind, though it howls,
parts just enough to spare them~
an unasked mercy.
The gutter hums with yesterday’s rain,
where a sparrow drinks
from the cupped hands of rust.
Even the alley’s cracked concrete
offers up a dandelion, gold as a pardon.
The drunkard’s shadow,
long and unsteady at midnight,
is caught by the streetlamp’s glow~
not to shame him, but to say:
Here, I’ve lit the way home.
The silt-heavy river, weary,
still bears the moon's reflection.
hat is this benevolence
that stitches the world’s wounds
with invisible thread?
Look closely:
it’s the way the sidewalk
doesn’t swallow the ant~
the way the winter sky,
filled with clouds,
still lets the sun through.
She took a step back from the world
what it wanted her to be
She wasn't who she was anymore
what they once did see
She saw things differently now
Her eyes were open wide
She was broken open
To things she could no longer hide
Every where she looked she saw ego
She saw hate for mankind
People who judged and criticized eachother
The blind leading the blind
Only caring to be right
Only caring to be heard
Never stopping to listen to anybody elses word
She released her self from the facade
She released herself from the rat race
Knowing life isn't a competition
And no one wins first place
For life is a journey
Not a written consent
Not a place to throw shade on others
Not a place to vent
She wanted to live for humanity
She wanted to live with a humble heart
She knew changing and healing herself was the best place to start
Her eyes were now wide open
They were no longer a blur
She now sees a world that needs benevolence
That was the becoming of her..
July 7th Benevolence
Spies Flawed Sight in Tammuz,
Yiddens’ Tragic Hearing in Av,
Shemiras Einayim, impropriety removes,
3 Middos did Avraham have,
Good Eye, Humble Spirit & Generous Neshama,
Their counter moves:
Ayin Rah from a blind Lev,
Arrogant Spirit, Ala denial of Truth,
Greedy Neshama follow ingratitude does!
Yet thinking your answers give birth,
To the Emes, yields “Gaivahdik” shallows,
Better to grope! … say, “I don’t know!”,
20/20 can be an illusion,
Attending focus is by Anavah,
5 Tammuz 5771 was my stroke intrusion,
Closing my outer eyes is how,
My inner eye yields “Ruchnius” Fusion!
Echad = 13, Unison,
It’s the 13th Anniversary!
Heart speaks no race
Benevolence knows no bounds
Delight every face.
that mango mattered
when I roamed madly hungry ---
honey in the rock
On troubled roads of life, when opposing sides collide,
Conflict of emotions clamors, agitating ego and pride,
While empathy warns: let forgiveness be your guide,
As benevolent angels, in missives of compassion chide.
Mired in wins and losses, when humanity strums offbeat,
Adversaries propagate hatred, and blatantly mistreat,
As meaningless conversations puff up, donning conceit,
While expressions of solemn amiability retreat in defeat.
A proffer of calm and goodwill, checks enemy’s reign
When sanctity prevails, calming a perturbed domain,
As atonement and humility heal, soothing angst of pain
And disturbed vibes seeking revenge, begin to wane.
As nobility of repentance tenders offers of mercy, grace,
Malevolent behaviors recede, ashamed in disgrace,
And enlightenment of intellect inspires vacuous space,
When hosting redemption, reformed enemies embrace.
In affluence of cognitive thoughts informed minds elate
Harboring tolerance and sympathy, discarding hate,
Being harmonious with peace, mundane life they liberate,
Achieving balance within, unfazed by travails of fate.
Abounding benevolence
Christ descended
Elevating For gnosis
Humanity’s inheritance
Joyful kiss
Liberating magnificence
Numinous
Opening prison quaking
Resurrecting Sophia
Through Universal Voice
With xenia
Yeshua’s zofia
Working in fields and farms,
In offices and workspaces,
In light and dark,
In summer and winter,
In sickness and health,
In pain and suffering,
Under pressure and relief,
Under freedom and oppression,
With the aim of feeding the family,
With the aim of educating the generations to come,
With the aim of helping the needy,
With the aim of peace and prosperity,
For the aim of creating a better future,
Irrespective of caste and race,
Irrespective of the ignorance and negligence faced,
If we have the same goal,
Why fight in the name of god?,
In the name of culture,
In the name of belief,
In the name of patriotism,
In the name of the future,
If we have the same goal,
Then why the need to fight at all?,
Aren’t two better than one,
Aren’t four better than two,
Isn’t peace better than war,
Isn’t humanity better than barbarism,
Isn’t love better than hatred,
There is yet much to care about,
There is yet much to ponder about,
There is yet much to understand about,
There is yet much to discover about,
There is yet much to reveal about,
There is yet much to love about,
If you don’t believe if my friend, then the satan tricked you once again.
Whether I choose the status quo,
Whether I determine to let go,
Offer me compassion,
I accept with open arms,
Calm my silent desperation,
Comfort my tethered heart,
Steady my trembling hand -
It’s not an action I take lightly,
But with a heaviness of soul,
Not an encumbrance thrust upon me,
But a choice I beg to make,
I plead benevolence enfold me,
So that I don’t die alone.
A stranger came knocking at my front door
Early in the morning, quarter to five,
Asked if I believed in helping the poor
Told him at five I was barely alive,
But if he was needing help to survive
I could offer him tasty toast and jam,
Perhaps, I might even fry up some ham.
To my chagrin, he said he needed cash
I said, "At five out of hard cash I am,"
Then, he turned and hurried off in a dash.
written June 27, 2021
[based on a true incident a number
of years ago while living in a parsonage.]
Mighty is the mind that understands
Strong
in due time
Strong is the hand ,
Mighty that reprimands
Strong so that unbinds
Benevolence
5/13/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Translation of an excerpt from the verse portion of Lotus Sutra, Chapter 25 (Avalokitesvara Chapter).
“…The body of benevolence, with thundering virtue,
Compassion as boundless as the clouds,
Raining down wisdom like ambrosia
To extinguish the embers of anguish.
If one is ensnared in prosecutions, trials and
Tribunals, or trapped in horrifying wars,
Invoke the strength of Avalokitesvara,
And peace and pardon shall sweep away adversity…”
All Rights Released Into Public Domain.
K-indness
A-nd
B-enevolence
A-re
Y-our
A-ttributes
N-otably
K-nown
O-r
K-ept
A-s
P-eople
A-ttend
T-he
I-ntensified
D-istribution's
K-een
O-peration
Topic: Aid To Humanity (October 31,2019)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
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