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beyond the skies of bethlehem

December 7, 2017

from millions, to billions, to trillions of stars
the universe stretches across time and space
so vast its dimensions may never be known
beyond points imagined in one’s state of grace

infinity; frozen, and searing, and still
it holds but the tiniest thing of a dot
a marble so small, it’d be nothing at all
were it not, for some reason, life’s chosen spot

this fact of creation, aside from its cause
a wonder, divine in its essence alone
where blessings of thought, and spirit, and will
were granted to creatures of mere flesh and bone

however our number, whatever our gifts
there’s not one among us who’s less than a star
if we all were the same in every respect
we’d still be as rare, as unique as they are

but we’re not – we’re much more; diverse and distinct
in color, and culture, and wisdom, and skill
a fact much employed, if not fully enjoyed
for a purpose we’ve likely yet to fulfill

though we’ve managed to bond, to share, and to build
our civilization has not fully learned
freedom’s true spirit, its basis, respect
or when – if not how – it’s assumed or been earned

we’ve given it words, legislation, and praise
at times, far too little; at others, too much
resulting in passionate lectures and rants
or cautious correctness so thick it’s a crutch

perhaps we’d do better to first contemplate
the strange circumstances that led to our birth
and acknowledge some plan, whatever its source
unfolding to give us this home we call earth

whomever, whatever, saw fit this should be
concealed its best proof in its brilliant design
permitting, compelling we find our own path
to the cause, to the source, we each see divine

when we can acknowledge and honor this gift
with respect for this search to learn who we are
then freedom will follow and grow till it shines
as bright as has ever been seen in one star

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dear colleague…

November 9, 2017

the fact that i can’t say it
makes it no less true
and hiding from reality
is sure not helping you

if i could just be honest
i’d set you straight right here
but i would rather keep my job
than state what’s crystal clear

clear about your conduct
clear about your dress
clear about your attitude
and why you’re such a mess

what’s really truly awful
is how you still complain
whenever you can think of ways
your lazy ass can gain

hostile work environment?
you haven’t seen that yet…
but if you don’t make changes
it’s no doubt what you’ll get

sadly, we can’t fix what’s wrong
these rules are such a shame
preventing us from pointing out
that you’re the one to blame

vision

August 20, 2017

life is a question of vision
the answer is one of degree
some perceive twenty-twenty
is as clear as our sight can be
but eyes, they have limitations
from which the mind breaks free
so it’s less of what you look at
and more what you choose to see

 

nothing’s lost

June 15, 2017

nothing worth keeping
is ever possessed
what’s offered for ‘ever’
is borrowed at best

like life, it exists
for a moment to share
then it leaves, as it must
whether proper or fair

so there’s nothing to take
and there’s nothing that’s lost
though the soul senses grief
and the heart bears its cost

each passes to wisdom
the next lesson learned
in which a best self
is revealed as its earned

what’s left of what’s gone
as we learn, as we grow
is the best of what was
among all we’ve seen go

moments

February 27, 2017

drip, drop; tick, tock
as the water, as the clock
holds its petty, steady, pace
creeping, crawling, to a race

shifting, sifting, grains of sand
slipping through each aging hand
strips the soul of conscious breath
yet reveals no view of death

what’s in this; its pain, its bliss
in the thought, the choice, the kiss
if we know no youth, no prime
if we simply can’t tell time

life, so dear, of length, unclear
are your moments, as they near
touched by fate, at least in part
meant to stir the soul, the heart

so to break the will, the mind
from those best laid plans confined
from those schemes, so long conceived
so one’s dreams might be achieved

the rally

September 4, 2015

i went to a rally
and no one was there
marching and screaming
in pleasant despair

demanding, insisting
their voices be heard
the absent pressed on
with hardly a word

their taunting, insulting
drew crowds all about
as less and less people
joined in to get out

their cause, well assured
statistically sound
so someone had said
or written, or found

there in the papers
as seen on t.v.
where no one can hear
and no one can see

the color-blind life
of innocence fall
to the soul and the sense
of no one at all

taking offense

August 21, 2015

i’m not a racist homophobe
i think most cultures great
yet who you are and how you live
is yours to celebrate

i’m glad that you found happiness
empowerment and fame
but i don’t need to understand
or share in your acclaim

your color, sex, religion
those only fools address
it’s your lack of character
my comments now access

in truth, i find you lacking
too self-absorbed, too proud
too thoughtless in entitlement
too harsh in being loud

so that’s my view, it’s genuine
but not what you might claim
if your own pride and prejudice
presumes there’s more to blame

i guess that such presumption
is likely to reside
where faith, and love, and reason
have been too long denied

time muses

August 10, 2015

time is not our friend
she said
he never seems to care

never lifts the fear
or dread
of his not being there

she would lecture him
each night
tell him to be kinder

hiding in her bed
alone
so he could safely find her

when her clock had run
he sighed
for all that he had lost

all he could have seen
through eyes
that saw the world star-crossed

in mortality
he thought
his point’s too often missed

as is life itself
for those
who use it to exist

be not fearless

July 26, 2015

love and faith may stir the heart
may comfort souls now lost
but each need strength and passion
to bear their unknown cost

in this, amidst life’s lessons learned
hold this as near and dear
courage serves both blood and breath
but withers absent fear

passing

July 15, 2015

it seems i died not long ago
though few have since believed
the wiser man who took my place
has anyone deceived

he looks as much as i did
and often sounds the same
though little of his judgment
was ever mine to claim

we spoke but once before i passed
yet smiling he said,
“well done, my friend, i pray as much
is learned before i’m dead”