Quiet

I have to live in the quiet sometimes
Away from the truth and the lies
So easily conflated
I need to breathe surrender
And take solace in the unknown

We all have our weighty baggage
Beliefs we grip with calloused hands
Dragging us down
While they should be uplifting
And bind rather than separate us

So I will sit in the silence
And fill my lungs with fresh air
Open and unencumbered
And trust the message I need
Will find its way to my waiting heart

Dandelion

Dandelion
Waves in the
Wind
Breeze catches
Seeds
Scatters them
Up and
Out and
Away

Mind
Moves through the
Haze
Chases random
Thoughts
Follows the
Posts and
Clicks and
Ideas

Focus
Vanishes in the
Clutter
Hitches a
Ride on those
Seeds
Adrift and
Absent and
Lost

Innocence

I was once innocent
Ran freely through meadows
Bare feet tickled by flowers
Daisy chains and four-leaf clovers my
Diversions

But the land of my amusement
Is becoming barren
Choked out by weeds of numbing
I choose artificial ease and
Comfort

I’m losing my way
Forfeiting precious joy
Trading freedom for illusions of relief
I’ve finally had
Enough

Shoes and socks come off
Toes wiggle in dew-tipped grass
Sun heats my freckled forearms
And delight begins
Anew

There is a societal pull to opt for numbing distractions over genuine feeling. But life is much, much richer when deeply experienced in its entirety. Live simply, but live fully.

Right

I am
Right
And I stand
Strong
Secure in my
Knowledge
Trusting my
Mind

It then
Follows
You must be
Wrong
Fallacy of your
Thinking
Obvious to
Me

I lift my
Chin
Succumb to
Pride
My ego
Inflates
While empathy
Diminishes

What if I’m
Mistaken?
My line in the
Sand
Based on
Supposition
And not
Fact

Let the
Waves
Wash the line –
And my arrogance –
Away
Let me finally
Listen
With a heart that
Seeks and
Yearns for
Understanding

“But that which above all things else hinders men from good understanding is pride.” – Charles Wagner

Differences of opinion transform into weapons when pride is the driving motive behind actions. It is in the humble striving that we grow. The unexpected byproduct of spiritual growth is the less we struggle to be known and be right, the more respected we become.

Words

Your words are
Powerful
They can fill a
Cup
Or cut to
Ribbons
They are pristine
Truth
Or manipulative
Lies
Examine the
Heart
Before words are
Formed
Consider the
Impact
And choose
Wisely

“The greatest things are those which gain the most by being said most simply, since thus they show themselves for what they are. Be sincere, moderate, simple in the expression of your feelings and opinions, in private and public alike.” – Charles Wagner