Poems about the Nature of Life

The here and now-ish

It's not where I'm going
or where I've been that matters
it's really more the here and now-ish
that can't be evaded
missteps can't be retaken
the holes ahead are lying in the dark
I'm standing in the pure light of the moment
strung between a memory and a dream
whatever I think I've learned
unravels as the day unfolds

following the shadows before me
brings only knowledge
of my ignorance




Resist and Decease

in the slow progression
and small irritations of daily life
the musty smell
of lost opportunities permeate
my venial indulgences

dry as grass in a drought
precious fantasies
and raucous hopes
are shriveling

waiting for time to spin
the wheel of happenstance
waiting for something
extraordinary

a growing desire
to act on the urge

to fall into
an opening
a blooming
a canyon so vast
as to lose myself
for the rest of my days




Manifesto

I’ve learned that things
never flow the way I want them;
not through the sweet fog of reverie
or by the anguish of restless desire.
They always come unannounced,
unbidden, and through secret corridors -
at the point where I had relinquished hope
by failing to envision their eventuality

Rarely do I receive the asked for gift;
the present is ever one degree beyond
or is lagging behind its boundless potential -
dissipating within my yearning.
Lost to the next day’s sheen.

Truth flails behind layers of verisimilitude
and sends out its urgent call.
My lids grow heavy with its spell.
I fight to awaken to the clarion voice,
but it draws me deeper into shadow;
leaving me with formless words from
a mind listening to infinite silence.


credits to Melissa from States of Being





The Wheel of Life

Time is-
Love is-
Death is-
And the Wheel turns,
And the Wheel turns,
And we are all bound to the Wheel.

And the sage said:
Lo, that which binds you to the Wheel
Is of your own making,
And the very Wheel
Is of your own making.
And the Wheel turns,
And the Wheel turns,
And we are all bound to the Wheel.

And the sage said:
Know that we are all One.
Know that the Wheel is of your own making,
Know that the Wheel is of your own making,
And we are all bound to the Wheel.

And the sage said:
Free yourself from the Wheel.
Know you are the One,
Accept your wn work,
Free yourself from the Wheel.
Know that the Wheel is of your own making,
And we are all bound to the Wheel.

And the sage freed himself from the Wheel,
and became the One,
The immortal God,
Freed from the Wheel,
Freed from illusion,
And knew why the One had created the Wheel.
And the One became many,
And the One became we,
And we are all bound to the Wheel.

Time is-
Love is-
Death is-
And the Wheel turns,
And the Wheel turns,
And we are all bound to the Wheel.