Between circle and square
Between light and dark
Between love and loss
Between apart and together
Words on a page
Posted as a letter
Between black and white
Between hard and soft
Between near and far
Between apart and together
Words as a thought
Posted as a wish
Thursday, 25 October 2018
Wednesday, 24 October 2018
Innerness
Instinctive reactions
Fuelled from who knows where
Avoided interactions
Also fuelled from there
A patch of grass
In the midday sun
Miles drives by
On his invalid scooter
His story has been a gift
To our small Dharma Family
If ever I feel hurt
I will try to let it diminish
Fuelled from who knows where
Avoided interactions
Also fuelled from there
A patch of grass
In the midday sun
Miles drives by
On his invalid scooter
His story has been a gift
To our small Dharma Family
If ever I feel hurt
I will try to let it diminish
Tuesday, 23 October 2018
Don’t Begin
To go there
Today, as a memory
To feel the rusted church gate
Slowly open
To gently lay the flowers
To quietly say the prayers
To have loved is to have known
Today, as a memory
To feel the rusted church gate
Slowly open
To gently lay the flowers
To quietly say the prayers
To have loved is to have known
Monday, 22 October 2018
Don’t End
I hear a story
Of a lost unborn child
I once was taken to the grave
Of a lost unborn child
Nothing is stolen
Nothing is given
To have loved is to have known
To have shared
Was an honour
Such privilege
May not now be discarded
No one is innocent
No one is guilty
To have loved is to have known
Of a lost unborn child
I once was taken to the grave
Of a lost unborn child
Nothing is stolen
Nothing is given
To have loved is to have known
To have shared
Was an honour
Such privilege
May not now be discarded
No one is innocent
No one is guilty
To have loved is to have known
Sunday, 21 October 2018
Gifts Of You
We are led to tears
By our own exposures
Exploring our personal sufferings
Gives food for our thoughts
Sit in the warm sun
Sit in the cold snow
Sit with the breeze to your back
Sit with the light in your eyes
We are led to our smiles
By our very own discoveries
Witnessing our lives
Gives energy to everyone’s day
By our own exposures
Exploring our personal sufferings
Gives food for our thoughts
Sit in the warm sun
Sit in the cold snow
Sit with the breeze to your back
Sit with the light in your eyes
We are led to our smiles
By our very own discoveries
Witnessing our lives
Gives energy to everyone’s day
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