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  Aug 2015 Jake Meager
Stephanie Hutson
Infinite skies,
Infinite lives,
Infinite lies lied,
Infinite tears cried,

How many times?
How many kinds?
How many different infinite tries?
Jake Meager Aug 2015
Steps into infinite
the beat of soles
mountains, canyons
trees, and holes
The heartbeat of Philmont
the feel of freedom
smelling of pungent odor
no beating of drums
Stomp in the dirt
pound the rocks
crack the boots
and rip your socks
Cinch your pack on
keep it tight
trudge on scout
and you just might
Make the cut
the dwindling few
the mighty ones
the Philmont Crew.
Written at Ponil Camp at Philmont Scout Ranch in New Mexico.
Jake Meager Aug 2015
What is smart
But the use of knowledge
As we learn and understand
Our lives
What is dumb
But ignoring that knowledge
That is placed before us
Daily
What is small
But a difference in size
Compared to larger things
In life
What is large
But an expanded view
Of the smaller details
In a plan
What is beautiful
But the blessing of sight
And the recognition of it
Around us
What is ugly
But the absence of
  Or ignorance in
The bigger plan
The all-encompassing plan
Framed perfectly, sewn in life,
  Dedicated to expansion and truth
    Performed by all of us dummies
  Through very minute details & processes
Everything is connected to each other
Jake Meager Jul 2015
We are on the outside
A collection of people
Friends, acquaintances, neighbors
Coworkers, family, strangers
  The more we have
    The more we are
  Wrong.
It is not what we do
Not who we are
   But who we will be
The void is the black hole
Of cyber space
The unimaginable pace
The place of no space
  In an ever ending race
The chase- friends, followers, views
  Likes, tweets- for what?
Written may 25th 2015
Jake Meager Jul 2015
Humility
In essence
  Is simplicity
Rise above overbearance
Fall beneath innocence
  To the cowering man
Search out the transperant
Shy feelings
  Don't fret
Expand understanding
Release tension
  Inherit greatness
I had a fight with my fiancé the other night and wrote this in after thought.

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