Center of all our experience..this we know..but
looms a question..when time appears in its solitude..
lone standing..independence declared..it also echoes of
separation..suffering..of a brevity with loneliness tinged..
and hope departing..we ask and wait for something
unknown..clocks persist ticking on and on..gloom directs
sitting on a storied park bench..then lo an inkling..time is
not found in this experience while sitting..mind rebels
at this most outrageous inkling and shouts fraud..but
the inkling is a message with eternal dressing..and
a primordial center our experience Now claims...

It is all
up to
our
discretion.

That is,
simultaneously,
our greatest gift
as well as
our greatest curse.

I'm putting the tea to boil...
finding a spot on the earth in which to sink,
a heart string to play, my mind to think
and untangle a knot of toil
I'm putting the tea to boil

Something warm to come
porcelain cups and waiting lips
hibiscus leaves and rose hips
within the heart a thrum
stirs a ripple in a steeping conundrum

My last verse has gone missing
it’s sound, sans words, lost half in slumber
so half awake, and torn asunder,
by answers hissing then bristling
then comes the awaited harmony of a kettle whistling

Seeking meaning,
it abounds.

Assuming none,
none is found.

I shall concern myself
with neither
the past nor the future
right now:

The past culminates in the present,
and the present is the gateway to the future:

I'm going to learn and anticipate,
but, most of all,
I'm going to live
right now.

Sometimes,
ideals push us forward.
Sometimes,
they hold us back.
We must
remain their pilot
lest we, ourselves
come under their attack.

It's good to be able
to realize the errors of your way,
but, if you fail to implement
those things you've picked up
and compensate for those you've lost,
then your life will become just that:
an erroneous way;
a counter-example at best.

Be humble enough
to reconcile your faults
to your potential
and never cease to grow
and never cease to make progress,
no matter the discomfort
no matter the criticism,
live your life as you see fit,
but try to bring more light
even if darkness is thy way.

There is a balance
we all must maintain,
for when we lose balance,
we come across
an erroneous way.

We turn blind in faith
war for religion

stick stiff
to own belief

give gods name
invoke them

and our dogma goes so far
as to turn us

executioner.