Posts from — May 2010

discrimination

based upon first impressions

is not the best lense to view

the world as it seems

mankind

a fallen bird

with a broken wing

shall learn to fly again

the broken wing

has cast its shadow across

our human space

and soon it shall be withdrawn

for it to mend

and then once healed

outstretched and ambient to the breeze of coming change

the human way will soar

and come to rest

and have no need to fly again

Believe all things are possible

then possibilities shall be forces

in your life

when you rush you loose a little of your self

if you slow down

taking the quiet

moments that dwell within

you

you will find that you have all the time you need

to enjoy the beauty of your self

Light seeds

blistering the air

exploding constantly

beware

some are blooms to be

others, weeds

Light seeds

awakening

the

inner knowing

but be in the world

and walk the path of sowing

growth

there is a path

seldom trod

or cleared of undergrowth

it is not glorious or feted

it is narrow and stony underfoot

full of dangers and foes

it sometimes offers friends and insight

on the trip to those that make it

for life is the path

that if you tread it

you will be exposed

to reality and its afterglow

you are a time machine

your body and mind

weaves and casts the spell of time

the universe and nature

all generate the impulse of time

as does your body,mind and brain

you are a time machine

generating the fabric on which

life is laid

do you

know

where

you are

going

in the rush

of your history

and the tenancy of your life

for each of us dwell a short time

in a room we call a life

do you know

where you are going to?

the world is full of condemnation

pollution of the mind which is the world,

where love seems a fantasy

but if you love yourself

and others

you take responsibility

for your place in the world

do you know where you are going to?

have you seen the path upon which you walk

when others call you to a way of convenient behaviour

stop and say

‘ I choose to walk a different path’

for real change does not come just in the moments of challenge

and discontent

but in happy days of comfort and dreaming forgetfulness

If you seek to journey far

make sure

that you

do not

leave

yourself

behind

what is the history of a landfill

diapers long lived

each of them tells a story

a ’she’ who died tragically young

but her diaper lives on

her parent’s are gone

but the diaper lives on

‘he’ becomes a leader of nations

garners grand acclaim

dies in celebration of a worthy life

but his diaper lives on

what of our trash

and refuse,

what of our thoughts

and imagined refuge

all of this leading to biocide

embalmed faeces

wrapped in plastic

in landfill

over a view

for future

archaeologists, anthropoolgists too

for they will dig

and scurry

and wonder

at why we buried

our poo

so deeply and with reverence

its because of

consumer malfunction

and the loss

of  responsibility

landfills everywhere

are our legacy

sad and yet true