If anything there is
in this life to be desired
I am sure it is to become
that fully accomplished human
that our inner nature holds.
How could we not be genuine?
How could we become something else?
We are not made to behave as puppets,
bleakly painted paper figurines.
We are soul and flesh uniquely combined,
let’s open that big door and run,
into those vast interior fields
and let the exterior world take notice
that here and now,
in her full integrity,
a whole person stands.
I am not worried when an insane despot is voted to presidency
but I am rather unsettled by the mentality of those who gave him the votes
I am not worried that egoistic Machiavellian types so often get to the top
but I am rather enraged by the culture that engenders and encourages them to do so
I am not worried to pay with my money a few indifferent soulless civil servants
but I rather feel sorry for them for choosing such an empty existence
I am not worried to see so many uncaring people that are blind to injustice
but I am rather dismayed when those who say they care cowardly choose to do nothing
I am not worried about the Earth because I know that life will exist after this humanity
but I am rather already nostalgic for those unborn who will never see Nature in full
I am not worried that I might someday be ridiculed and victimized
because I chose to abide by my values, and live a life full of reason, compassion and joy.
And I am determined to continue doing so.
when the suitable conditions prevail
it matters little what the trigger is
when a portion of the world is ripe
just about everything will suffice
no matter how subtle or light
to unleash a storm of sorts
that makes the system cross
that tenuous threshold
into a different realm
idiots are those who never learn
how then shall I call myself?
who, convinced I have learned,
behave like a fool every now and then?
remaining aware and awake in the grind of life
is by all means not my special trait
oh! how should I keep myself focused and steadfast!
persevering on that wise and golden path?
The world as we know it
seems to reach a sort of end
cycles upon cycles are closing up
humankind is resilient but often dumb
with Nature ever more out of tune
despots and populists on the rise
reason and compassion seem to recede
what might the future bring?
In this greedy and negligent new world
how will we prosper and live?
as we enter a deep back loop
I think about possible futures
invariably challenging and rough
and while I struggle to keep hopeful
we have yet to wake up and work hard
towards a more tender and reasonable world
sowing some good seeds and deeds
for you, for me, for all.
Would you join me?
content with the bare essentials
wanting nothing beyond enough
in this my only life
I chose to spend my days with joy
working without pretension
to bequeath a better world
is since long my one and only goal
and when that last day comes,
I will yield to your timely call
and at once without looking back
I will gladly return to you.
Winter came early without warning
As I moved to this new place
My present is not what I planned long ago
Life always beautiful but sometimes absurd
Why worry about what the future might bring?
I just keep sowing the wise seeds
Trusting the generosity of Nature
Her ways I follow and observe
How could She ever dissapoint me?