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Peace – Robin Williams
What demons did you finally succumb to? Did you give so much to the world, to people, that there was nothing left for yourself? May you finally rest in peace and look down upon the earth and see the tears and hear the laughter and voices speak of the impact you had on all of…
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Where we are going, what have we done
I tend to be a private person when it comes to political, economic, and social issues, but the state of the world now is too much to keep inside, to keep from spilling like blood into sands. As a person and part of humanity, with a connection to each living being, I feel sadness and…
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Poem – To No One
I sat down to write what’s consuming my mind day in and day out. I thought on the state of the world the wars, the drought, the famine – the social and environmental issues that continue to plague all beings. I thought about what can we do I thought about what can I do. What…
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Poem – Into the Mountains
Downtown Denver. Light seeps through spaces between tall buildings. Life on the streets waken – traffic, voices, birds. I look in the mirror swept away of dust as the wind blows through the open window. Grey has overtaken this face the past year filled with experiences and changes in the path I had chosen. The…
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Poem – Morning Light
There is the perfect moment – birds sing, the wind circles the body, dogs lay and sniff the air, ravens and ducks land on rooftops and trees, prairie grass crackles – when burdens fall away with no effort. Briefly what followed leaves – I become aware of this too quickly and everything tumbles back but…
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The Search, Revisited
The goal is not to chase and find enlightenment – it is already within. The goal and path is to uncover who we already are as beings, as people, as neighbors, as caretakers of this earth, with respect and peace. So much time is spent chasing something out there, just beyond our reach. The energy…
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Winter’s Message
Within the depth of winter, there is a message. As 2013 comes to a close, we look back and look forward. What can we do to better ourself as an individual and within the community we all are part of to some degree? Winter has blanketed the land and trees with her white wonder. The…
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Poem – The Cathedral
A common path along the shore of an unnamed lake guides you over entrenched roots and persistent brush, the daily webs strung discreetly The hills of Eastern Bosnia lie dormant craggy rocks and spent shrapnel under the snow Lily of the Valley dormant, hibernates with the bears awaiting the cold to retreat Tall, arching entrance,…
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Finding Home
Is home truly where the heart is, or where the heart feels at home? The sun rises behind grey clouds infused with faint orange, drifting in the morning sky just above the distant treeline. Across the vast expanse of water, mountains rise to meet the sky, and the sky greets the mountains with tears. A…
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Poem – For HZ
My spiritual brother, Hanakia Zedek, is having surgery today. I wrote this poem to aid in his recovery. You are not in my prayers but in my thoughts and in the spirit I have shared with you and that you have shown through your kindness, your laughter, and you being you. On that path that…