For some, things in heaven more real,
nothing from earth granted to conceal.
Comrade of the wandering heaven,
scares characters and their impression.
Desires of someone that must be,
compensations tragic here not to see.
Misty morning by prayers waken,
visions of solution gently taken.
Earth circumferential constellation,
Aries rising and fire energies relation.
The spirit tameless, swift and proud,
to the egos will all needs to be bowed.
Spirit fierce and impetuous,
the adrenalin that’s called dangerous.
Will take form from deepest tone,
releasing energies thereon.
Day moon in serene grace disposition,
gentle natures clock submission.
Lack of patience takes virtue to pieces,
giving destiny no real releases.
The Funeral
Juxtaposed we find
metaphorical possibilities
on the 'oft heard word
"Great.."
in recent discourse..
The funereal gathering
marked with precision
and heartening oratory
celebrated a life representing
a centered consensus..
claiming a greatness
past and present..
but with darkness lapping
in places too close..
The golf outing
with creditable swing
stands circumferential
representing "deplorables" who
find the center not their own..
yet..a clubbing of truth
and a rough savaging
of human interchange
seem as arousal..
Arousal for rejection of
both sides of this
juxtaposition:
Are we witnessing the
birthing of what is "Great"
all anew...?
It's possible in life to become so astronomically busy, you miss enjoying the stars. Lately, I have been training my mind to embrace stillness--enjoy where I am instead of adding miles to life's circumferential journey. Whether I walk fast or slow, a more inward journey I must go. For the world is always in rotation, and you will always be brought to an opportunity to be better than before. That miltary road march mentality can only take you so far. Learning how to be happy with now. Breathing more deeply than I ever have before. Slowing my thoughts to coincide with an iambic pentameter. Daily tasks and cramming minutes into every hour give way to the purest second imaginable. Alas, I can not only see an enumeration of stars, but life has become a simpler endeavor. Everyday, a chance to be better.
Two hands
continuous
circumferential trek
through nonspacial continuum...
Timeless.
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