a poem is a sermon
As if the little things were not enough: those trivialities that chafe and burn like tinder when it’s dried and raspy rough, that seem so insignificant you spurn the notion that beyond them is the truth. It’s just that they are countless, and to try to sweep them each aside is of no use; for […]
“I know it when I see it,” said the man who vainly tried conveying truth to friends. “When it is absent, the space that it leaves unfilled describes it clearly, end to end; and though there are no words to put it plain, nor etchings I could render without flaw, there is a quality about […]
How many heartfelt vows have crossed my lips now, broken by wrongs I allow and the petty rows spoken with swords forged from plows, seeking sacred cow’s tokens in the dark days since the first subtle hints were seen of truth, that glints beneath a thin chintz (the means of experience) and gives evidence in […]
If they should tell you all the world is full of evil, and there’s nothing without sin, that life’s bitter extent is but a test to grind away transgression from the heart, the better to prepare your way elsewhere, or that salvation is beyond our grasp, enmeshed in esoteric rites and laws requiring a third […]
If all the world would find you lacking grace and see in every thought and act some fault, behind the smile that lights up your sweet face discovering some dark and bitter vault, if some belittle and would treat you poor because your heart is open, reaching out, believing it a weakness, nothing more, or […]
If you would seek the truth, you must be willing to seek beyond the questions, simple facts, leave behind stale conceptions, and stand naked, alone, aware of just this very moment. Happiness is not based upon others, it cannot be a shield against the world; there is a thing that is, it is not other, […]
The soul is a garden that needs tending: deadheads to be snipped away, trees to trim, stray weeds to remove, fence that needs mending, measuring, minding each tendril and limb. Yet what will thrive, and what withers and dies, regardless of hours of ministration, catches even the masters by surprise, in spite of their great […]