Bus Ride #1
Crowded chatter
Loud and intimate.
I listen,
isolated in my body shell.
Life is taking itself very seriously today I notice.
Reality imposes on me
Like an imposter!
I steal a moment and breath
into my being.
I am One again.
We are the same.
Now I see,
now I understand.
Now I laugh inwardly.
Zen is a game!
Nothing is important.
Why do you
exclude me?
Am I valueless
to you?
Do you not see
my wisdom?
Is that why
you fail to
reflect it
back to me?
You cast me aside
from the first.
You rejected me because
you feared me.
You fear me still.
But only because you do not
understand my beauty.
You fear it will
give me power
over you,
so you try to crush it,
to ignore it.
And so you hurt me,
and so you damage you.
Your loss is my loss.
We loose and
the balance and harmony
is lost.
All of creation
suffers because
my creativity
is denied by half.
How much longer?
Who I Am
I am not my hair, my eyes, my nose or my mouth.
I am not my skin or the shape of any of my body parts.
I am not the IQ of my brain.
I am not the sound of my voice or the volume of my laughter.
I am not my strengths or any of my weaknesses.
I am not the level of my skills.
The temple of my physical makeup is a culmination of genetics.
It reveals nothing about the person who resides within.
I take no credit or point no blame for the way I look.
My temple is perfect, as is.
This body is not who I am.
It is an exquisitely perfect dwelling for my soul.
Everything about it is exactly as it should be.
No other, anywhere, ever, could serve my soul as well.
I am not anything you can see with your eyes
or touch with your hands. Should you judge me
by that criteria, you will never know me.
I am not a dumping ground for bias that's based
on a man-made standard, and I do not accept the
prejudice it creates.
I am a union of body, mind and spirit, a trio, not a solo.
To know me, is to know yourself.
Those who hear the voice of their soul, recognize the song
in mine. They do not stop at the front door and judge me
by the dwelling in which I reside. With a humble sense of
honor, they knock upon the door and ask to come in.
The judgment of others does not change who I am.
Quite the opposite is true. It reveals who they are.
Those who deem me unworthy at a glance and pass me on by,
have my blessing to keep walking, for they have a long way to
go. They have not reached the point in their journey where
they are able to see and appreciate me for who I am.
I will accept no less.
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Thank you Grandfather
For Eyes to see the wonder of your planet,
Ears To hear the sounds of the forest and the animals,
A nose to smell the wonders of your world
Hands to touch the things I love
Feet to carry me to new and beautiful places
A mind to learn and to question,
A mouth to taste all that is creation,
A heart to love, and feel others pain,
The senses that canot be named to feel you and see you in all your Wonder.
The ability to know when things are good and right,
the sense to know when things are wrong and bad,
Thank you for music, the beat of the drum pounding into my soul, the flute carrying my prayers to you.
Most of all,
Thank you for those I love and who love me, they are your greatest gift.
The other part of my soul is searching for me as I do her,
we can only hope we find one another and have the gift to recognize it.
Thank you for life.
BrSoaringEagle
Struggle through life, trying to understand.
Looking for help, for a friendly hand.
Finding that answers are not the same around
Finding that questions are best asked by self.
Seeking to find a nibble of truth
Finding a nibble, a tug, a yank.
Seeking alone as seeking is deep
gathering evidence of truth.
Knowing alone what others dare not speak
Forming the framework of truth I will not leak
Speaking to God for the first time in ages
Feeling connected to a world of sages.
Continuing down a path I will not falter
Seeking more answers where ever they lie.
Seeing, Hearing, Understanding in greater ways...
It's all just an endeavor until the great day.
Waking up to the big riddle I saw in my dreams
Finding God in Every Single Thing.
Entrenched in Destiny and the answers come quickly
Awake and aware, Epiphany, Rapture, and Salvation.
In all I know much, and the world around is a lie.
I try very hard to cope, and find I must rely...
On not being perfect, but coming closer than I was
On playing Love's game like everyone does.
The greatest secret of all our time,
Waking to God is deeply sublime.
A one who wakes up can never turn back
The call is heard and heeded for life does one believe.
It is simply so that one may not explain
or teach, a one who is not yet seeking on their own.
To believe, your heart must be true.
The tribulations you must endure will test your faith.
For it seems obvious now that the lies the church tells,
do nothing for some, yet for those who wake in their religion,
they owe it to their Religion and to their Deity and not to themselves.
For as I will tell you in just a moment,
True connection to God requires no dogma, no bible, no tradition, and no membership.
True connection to God is simply True.
Awareness of ONE and the astounding truth of it will
Amaze any one alive who experiences it.
The important thing to recognize is that, people keep this a secret to themselves.
Such is the way, an ancient way.
It lives on to this day. For what reason? Who can be sure to say?
But once truth be told, God is the way.
And God is watching, and God knows.
Your path was paved a very long time ago.
Choose what you may, but everything happens for a reason.
Doing the right thing is recommended.
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