Past the quiescent state of mind
we bold as sun, flower bright
peace is not always needed now
for we carry that certainty with us
as life is, for both seeker and saint
for rhymes are not the only poets way
for sound and song and each rhythm on
to listen to the melody and harmony
that live deeply in words and change
the rain comes softly or hard as nails
but bitter and sour taste much the same
in the detached self realized yet active day
that sings in these sonnets and living pain
here where sinners release and singers remain
THE WAY
In all things is the Way and the way follows all things; For if you knew the Way, it would show you it was you, yet if you think you know what you know not, then it will come to show you it was following at a safe distance, so as not to fall and trip, when you do.
How then to know the Way? If it be all, it is nothing and has nothing to say, yet if you will observe life as it does, and listen, as the wind for the heart knows, then the Way will show, if you become as it is, for nothing less ever was, nor anything more.
A POEM SONG FOR EVERY DAY
I'm just a baby, just a child
always wondering, always wild
It's just a heaven here and now
find your child within and smile
Just a dreamer, just a dream
we live eternal, yet here we be
to feel the ocean, ride the sky
always a dreamer, always a child!
Yet now old as the sky
been here on earth long and deep
but free in soul is this mirth and joy
so quiet in the sacred or silence sweet!
POEMS ON RUMI
RU-JU
Ancient days like the same sun shine on flowers and streets
And rain like wine or drought sewn words into the light
The Living One is with all if it’s with one
while Rumi lasts as long as his love does
And poems sing in the same rivers
Flowing to the eternal sound of ocean
This song may not force or fear
The ru-ju is verse to the wisdom in nature
Where spirit voice is the inspired or deep
The taken drop of love to its choice
And there is a believable end to disharmony
And to this day as ancient as all.
YOUTH
The choice of angst youth will not ride
The forced collusion of system and worlds
The people will arrive to this endless speech
The HU that hears itself in you
THIS SONG
Song is sound, wild ecstatic or smooth calm
The astrics of new words only if you hear the original
That is taking us to the pure and true
And its not religion or governing
These elements of soft and real
It is eagles flying above the earth
A silence in the motion, live and fluid
The living water not written
The song that illuminates the reality
And in this we hear your words
CAN YOU HEAR?
The wordless message in nirvana
A losing battle against anger
The missing place of a heart in distance
The lead singer takes to heart his message
The sympathy for people killing
Terrible unseen things in the hills
The channel of sound in teen spirits
wisdom only of empathic listening
The superflous evidence of antipathy
The edification of rights of identity
The sinphony of something unheard
In the sound open brilliance turned in black and fire
Do they imagine what learning is
Do they sing the endless word of Orpheus
Even now the path passes the understanding
And this creative is not the end of living
EAGLE SONNETS
EAGLE POETRY
EAGLE WORKS
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