The nebulous presence of impeding distractions giving rise to misplaced
priority to what the life journey is meant to flourish:
I travel this path to this life given
Distracted from seeking the truth to Being
Though my mind has not been dulled to its presence
It is the search for this truth to enlightenment
That my spirit seeks its knowing
That I may flourish by the fruits of its giving
To in turn be empowered with its teaching
That those others in my presence
May too favor from its reward
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Dedicated to a good friend who is Father to his first child:
Birth of a Child
Becoming Father, to Child, a new life borne;
Brings new meaning to life’s passage;
A path marked with hurdles, not forewarned.
Now each day’s beginning, discovery is met;
As a new life’s meaning, begins to unfold;
Filled with new surprises, surpassing any regrets
Challenges to past norms, increasingly out of sight;
The miracle of wonder, experience to discovery;
The birth of a child, brings to an adult’s life.
This time of global crisis I do deplore, anxious to what may be in store, the world peoples demand, implore, those who purport to lead, to restore, the peace and civility we most adore, for there are solutions yet to explore, as conflict of arms only leads to death and bloody gore, a condition humanity can no longer ignore, for our children’s’ children expect nothing less, nothing more!
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