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The milk-white cow is grazing on a cloud,
While the barn hangs upside down, a rusty, quiet shroud.
The farmer’s boots are filled with singing wheat,
And the tractors drive themselves down the street,
On roads of melting butter, past the dreaming oak,
Where the spiders weave their webs out of chimney smoke.
The rooster crows a melody that tastes like rain,
And the wind-chimes play upon the nerves of pain.
The fence posts walk in circles, wearing hats of pine,
And the pumpkin patch is drinking ruby wine.
At noon, the sun is a bicycle without any wheels,
Spinning over the abundant, breathing fields.
A creek flows backward to a sapphire sky,
Where the catfish fly and the eagles lie,
Watching the scarecrow tell a story to the crow,
While the barn-cat naps where the mushrooms grow.
In the cellar, time is a jar of amber light,
And then in the yard, the day is sleeping with the night.
What is the difference between a Rescuer
and a Facilitator?
A codependent
and a resilient health-enabler?
Why?
If we insist we must have at least one,
What is a difference
between a pan-sectarian Messiah/Bodhisattva,
a co-inviter into health-fertile mutual service
And, a compassioned co-facilitator,
an eco/ego-therapist,
An Other/Self-cooperative healer?
As for the first,
I look for a distinction,
unconscious or not,
between LeftEgo's self-dominant intent
for internal wealth-serving service,
growing more fame and less infamy,
more adoration and less apathy,
self-rescuing from an anonymous pit
of unprominent history;
On the other hand,
the Facilitator is an equal opportunity rescuer
for both Ego and Ego's healthy EcoHabitat,
including planet,
animals and plants and people,
foreign forests and HereNow complex technocratic cities,
far away deserts and internal oceans of motion,
former golden days and still perpetual nights,
past nutrition and future health,
ancient tribes and future families.
As for differences
between sacred CoMessiahs
and eco-over-ego secular therapists,
perhaps the difference between an integral spirit of abundant faith
and a robust soul for healthy and humble HereNow agnosticism,
like John Rawls' vulnerable veil of self/other unknowing,
perhaps this is one of those distinctions between metaphysical identities
without a RealTime physical nature difference,
The dubious difference between non-violent sacred communication
and enthymematic,
nondual-WinWin,
secular co-passionate discernment,
between LeftBrain active hope
for future cooperative healthy-wealth understanding,
and RightBrain historical faith
in ancient wealthy-health tribal experience
DNA's secular/sacred nonsectarian history
of rescuing ourselves
from dubious
dead-end
unhealthy differences.
What's the difference between what's metaphysically uplifting
and what's physically integral,
interdependent,
synergetic?
Maybe both are heavier
and one promises to co-arise lighter?
In a humble stable under starlit skies,?A miracle whispered where the night softly sighs.?Angels sang sweetly, their voices a stream,?Proclaiming the birth of a wondrous dream.
The world lay in silence, wrapped in the cold,?Yet a warmth like no other began to unfold.?Shepherds and wise men, drawn by the light,?Journeyed through shadows to witness the night.
Mary, so tender, cradled her son,?In swaddling clothes, the Holy One.?Joseph, steadfast, with love in his gaze,?Guarded the promise, igniting the praise.
Star of Bethlehem, shining so bright,?Guiding the hearts through the veil of the night.?Each flicker of hope in the dark of despair,?Reminded the world that God’s love is shared.
Joy for the humble, peace for the meek,?A message of mercy, the hearts long to seek.?In the warmth of that manger, love took its place,?Embracing humanity, our sins to erase.
So let us remember on this sacred eve,?The gift of compassion, in which we believe.?With every carol, and every prayer,?We celebrate love, abundant and rare.
For Christmas is more than tinsel and cheer,?It’s the essence of giving, the feeling sincere.?In the birth of Christ, our spirits unite,?A beacon of hope in the stillness of night.
Let us just for argument sake a moment contemplate
or imagine ?
Something is amiss with the world ?
Not that it is flat still round more like
missing ?
Maybe flight MH-50 accidentally came across ?
Like it not appearing on radar or has been wipped from off the global map erased and hidden to the enquiring eye ?
Say 2 missing continent or island we have been lead to believe or view as nothing more than uncharted ocean ?
1 which was rather in fact a parallel universe or testing ground for social experimentation ?
Researching the consequences and effects of such
thing's as political upheaval , viral outbreaks and extraterrestrial visitation would have on
the human psychy in the end of worst case scenario armageddon or the apocalypse was ever to occur ?
And the 2nd an island paradise where they can start again
and still remain and stay in power, protect and keep their wealth in tact ?
Beside the vaccine and cure to every known human
disease and alternative green abundant fuel source
and neither a jail nor policeman on it ?
A paradise heaven on earth where no 1
gets sick and everyone's gets along and
thinks alike
That is still not enough and before long
begins a race between former acolytes
To see who can make it back 1st
to plant his flag in the smoldering
ashes
In order so he in fact can profess to
take his rightful true place as the new
Messiah the 2nd coming of Christ
forget not king warning demonic
danger incremental gradual liberal
nor genocide joey precedent
nor dispensation donny cleansing
oligarchy authority false choice
g ford greater more effective evil
empire merrikka people subjects
rejects will well being ignore
dream fruition arriving never more
guard commons free speech farmed
private sector extract boiled ready frog
politic elect thesbian culture war
tonies grammies oscars divide conquer
chopping chomsky consent manufacture
wealth income earth labor rare birth
despair lament pay rent higher
proper response race both blatant
subtle kinder gentler totalitarian
all planet people planted excluded
possible power economic politic
remote hemmed chemical psycho
social escape routes addict dead ends
abundant narrate nook craney cross
every color four bid three finger all pro
nouns nun since seeing poking stabbing
lids bins laden all gore beat rhyme
tapdancing tintinabulation embedded
robot tune ruin seesaw sooth soul life
sleep endless bow dark nestle loud
selah
When I see a mother hold a hand,
Crossing the street –
Tenderness apparent on her heart,
That’s love.
When I see a husband looking into the eyes…
Seeing a heart, a soul –
Never seeing past the twinkling of light
Sent to show him there is more –
Than what he once believed there was,
That’s love.
When I see a grandma, smiling wistfully,
As she fondles a photo,
There – a child once three…
That’s love.
When I see a puppy’s excitement…
It barks and jumps around frantically,
When it sees it’s master arriving – it waits…
Impatiently – That’s love.
When I see a jewel…, a dewlike sign,
like glitter on a star,
Whispering across the lashes…
Beckoning to the lover’s heart –
That’s love.
When I see a family…
Gathered around a table,
Flavors abundant, as conversations
Lead to lives meant for embracing…
That’s love.
When I see the sunlight, reflecting all He gave us,
The mountains and the seas,
The laughter – and the trees, the beautiful
That agrees… this is God’s gift to us….
That’s love!
When I see the music played,
By heavy hearts, aging gracefully…
Like the Southern summers – the Autumn’s faith…
The grieving Winter burdens… who still believe,
Believe in the rhythm of a heart who sees…
That’s love!
When I see – forever emerging…
When I see – darkness breaking through the shadows,
When I see – that life is filled with tears and laughter,
When I see – there truly is an eternity, hereafter…
That’s love!
When I see Him wiping away the sadness,
When I see Him silencing the doubtful,
When I see Him reminding me that He’s my Savior…
When I see… beyond the fears that upset me,
When I see… He is the One who will remind me…
That is LOVE!
I wonder if there are Elders
wise
or more perennially surprised
who, looking back at their youth,
regret all their erotic time
invested in having peak
experiential sex,
And wish they had, instead,
done something, most anything,
more left brain dominant,
more theoretically
politically correct,
more economically prominent.
I so hope not.
Better off, I feel sure,
invested in abundant splatters of messy,
sometimes musical, health
Than overly divested
away from EarthTribe's gloriously peaking race
carried away by abstemious matters
of more disciplined pace
for securing capital infested wealth.
A soul that's bruised
is a soul needing redemption
but they don't recognise it
so goes into hibernation
That soul shuts off every sight and sound
pushing off every aid no matter what's said
not knowing where to turn
voices shout inside it's head
Then all of a sudden
heard is a still small voice
clearly speaking to the heart
so different from the other noise
That voice is from heaven
speaking love and mercy
never heard it's like before
feeling for the first time free
Free and full of love
the soul's been raptured by hope
that God's abundant resources
received through His eternal rope
The soul must cling fully
to it's faithful constant Lord
who holds the soul in His arms
guarding it by His double edged sword
poetgord@2013
WinLose or WinWin
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LoseLose
+/- or +/+
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-/-
Yang/NotYin or Yang/Yin
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NotYang/NotYin
When prime appositional interrelationship
equals cosmic oppositionally centered dipolar intra-relationship
Then notnot denominators equal
WinWin enumerated polynomial co-equals
YinSquared co-relates
YangSquared integrates
WuWei regenerates
ZeroZone Tipping Points
of DNA-scriptured
abundant 4D prime ZeroZone
secularhealth-and-sacredwealth
humane-restoring divine resonance.
Which feels like a too binomial LeftBrain with RightHearted way
of inviting WinWin mentors
to ego/ecofacilitate healthier climate choices,
to let go of WinPatriarchal v LoseMatriarchal strategic framing anxieties
and competing nutritional resource requirements,
to admit aloud
what we have and still could do
to regenerate a healthy secular/sacred climate difference.
Inviting fellow ego-ecotherapists
to regenerate a global
Left-health with Right-ecosacred wealth
WinWin dream,
universally immense integrity co-invitations
to stop spiritual-network hiding
in our natural FirstTao CosmicNation greenrooms
To stop waiting all our extending family lives
for our WinWin moment in stagelight revolutioning entrances,
still dreaming
Great Transitional marching anthems,
restoring global justice with matriarchal peace
before we ego-exit
into polypathic or polyphonic
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timeless notnot SpaceTime.
As puzzling as it may seem,
Here in this life
There are hopes that scream
Beyond the strife,
Through the darkness, a theme
Joy larger-than-life
Puzzling like real life riddles
Pouring out pieces
Heart blazing, fiddles
With light that releases
Brilliant dreams, middles
Doubt and worry decreases
Memories puzzling the present,
Freeing the grace
Passionate promises, so pleasant
A humble embrace
Shedding the past, it will prevent
The heart’s disgrace
Life is like a flower
Beautiful yet fleeting
Always it is in God’s power
Love is completing
Nothing on earth can devour
The wonders are repeating
Even the most puzzling clouds
Bring abundant love
Silencing the violent crowds
It will always come from above
Remember that all His shrouds
Were laid aside, truelove…
Puzzling the heart, but making a way
For our souls to know, to pray
For paradise – light, life that won’t delay
In quieting fear with a hope that won’t decay
Puzzling as it feels to me…
Because He lives – I am saved
He heard my ardent plea…
By grace – my penalty is waived
Writing Challenge - 'P' Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Word Chosen: 5. puzzling
March 28, 2023