Challenging times can fold a mind like origami
Climb life’s tower
Bloom like flower
be empowered by NAMI
And of course receive resources
So important let it be known
Close to home Charlotte strong
Pick up the phone you’re not alone
You’re not alone
Even when life seems black
You’re not alone
Challenging time so bad
You’re not alone
Find resources free
You’re not alone
Pick up the phone call NAMI
God blesses me each day is a thrill
Overjoyed to learn sharpen skills
Onyx sky that once had a chill
Did change my life through Goodwill
Was at wits end as my pc died
I’m disadvantaged financially tied
Learned that help is a call away
Loving my Goodwill resources today
The chessboard stretches, black and white,
Too many pawns crowd every fight.
Resources dwindle, tempers flare,
Too many hands grasp thinning air.
The planners meet in silent halls,
Their charts and graphs like ancient walls.
They speak in terms both cold and clean—
"Efficient means," not "cruel" or "mean."
A gentle nudge, a softened blow,
Less birth, less war, more death below.
No famines loud, no bombs to shake—
Just medicine we do not make.
Subtle are the tools of fate,
Disguised in law, in boardroom weight.
The world, they say, must be more small—
But never start with us at all.
May you remember the sail ship
white wake behind, seabirds about
When the bedrock begins to slip
When life's purpose is in doubt
May you remember every friend
When enemies surround
When only on few can you depend
And harshness is the only sound.
**(Chorus)**
May the mountains come in waves
That lift you up from under.
like desert rain that saves.
Like a cavalry's thunder.
When there's no arrow in your quiver
And when they say you did betray
Think of rafting that foaming river
To wash the bitterness away.
When they hem in your universe
Hold fast to what is true
When life goes from bad to worse
May the forest be with you.
As the Cup Runneth Over
thirst
dire, immediate
pleading, despairing, compelling
newborns, world, pneuma, rivers
living, assuaging, redeeming
quenched, blessed
wellspring
(c) sally young eslinger 11/8/2023
A clever horse grazes grass before the dawn phases,
out in the open field, a man gazes,
and amuses as destruction causes.
Due to a river changing courses,
Due to the man's travesty of resources.
Winter air, water,
what domestic animals drink:-,
farmers know wherefore.
We frick and frack and break a back.
No problem. Plenty of resources.
We can get by with losing a few.
Some of the crazy ones are out there planting trees
As we cut them down willy nilly, unconcerned.
Not realizing when they are gone, we will be too.
We are out for the dollar, but what can we spend it on
When the earth dries out and the produce cannot grow
and we are dead?
Some think we can replenish the earth in time.
I hope you are right.
But in case you are wrong, can you please help
the environment instead of injuring or killing it?
We have a big problem, that is always heightening
and this has become, everyone’s enlightening
We all must do, so much more recycling
because if we don’t, the result will be terrifying
We humans, are destroying our life source
Mother Nature, that supplies our resources
so we all must become, a very big driving force
to recycle and reuse everything, with a stable taskforce
This must be everyone’s, sustainable life cycle
so that we can produce, a healthy food cycle
and a lifesaving, carbon and nitrogen recycle
which is very vital, for all lives vital survival
Let’s get on our bikes, and do a lot of cycling
and make sure, that this is our main course
so that all life, can keep on riding
to make sure, we don’t lose our life source
The greed of money, has created so much pollution
and overconsumption, of the earth’s material resources
as money has blurred their vision, for the right solution
to solve all our problems, with the right logical thinking
All of this has given us, a lot of health problems
because it has caused, so much inequality of life
to which is why, we have so many society problems
as money is the problem, for us to be in strife
There are many humans, around all our grime
who always struggle, with the stress of life
so out of desperation, they turn to crime
to relieve their stress, to have a decent life
There are many humans - humans that cannot see
See what’s going on - on our planet earth
Earth has a problem - problem with Mother Nature
Nature is being destroyed - destroyed by massive greed
Greed of evil money - money has been created
Created all this destruction - destruction of our resources
Resources for our survival - survival to be healthy
Healthy to be equal - equal we are not
Not willing to care - care for all life
Life should be equal - equal to be fair
Fair for Mother Nature - Mother Nature is life
If we come from ZeroSource,
secularly known as OneSource Light,
and sacredly as DivineEnergy,
we still may not conclude
we are interchangeable ReSources.
Life forms interdependent
are not simply interchangeable,
exchangeable
like loose change,
habitual everyday whatevers;
unlike guns and violence
because we have emergent
development,
because we are regenerate organisms;
not gradually deteriorating machines.
We inherit from Source
and we inhabit relationships
further evolving ego's heartened warmth
toward light
and divested shunning of disheartened cold
away from DivineEnergy.
This trail of tears
in joy and sadness
begins with EarthSource,
and ends with EcoCentering
compassionate ReSourcing
ReConnecting
ReCommunicating
ReStorative ReGenerators.
Some aware of ReLigioning,
and perhaps the better half
not so much.
M-use
A-bout
R-apturous
G-reeting
A-dvances
R-emarkable
E-xpression
T-ill
P-oetic
R-esources
O-f
F-riend
E-mploy
T-errific
A-crostic
Topic: Birthday of Margaret Profeta (August 08)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Come walk into forest's abode,
To see wondrous beauty the earth has bestowed.
See, I am in many forms,
Can give you shade cold and warm
As a tree
I can be flowing water or a sea.
Crystal clear our waters gleamed,
Fish abundant, rivers streamed
Ocean floors, sandy white,
Now littered, brown, pollution's plight.
Trees towered high above,
But no more loved
Birds chirping is unseen,
Paper has gone and joined the pollution's team.
Cutting trees is not a solution,
It is time to take a Revolution
To care
To be aware.
Come walk into forest's abode,
To see wondrous beauty the earth has bestowed.
I use to like fresh air,
when it was there,
and water, I enjoyed it,
until we destroyed it.
Each day the resources diminish.
I think I'm finished.
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