For we who lack the perspective of Brainy Albert, the more daring among us may content our smartish selves with using as a measure of time, the Past, the Present and the Future.
The Past is but a memory;
too small to measure;
and a Future that lasts Forever…
What about Memory?…
ideas whizzing by?
that play I wrote in 2001?
The book you finished reading yesterday…?
So “Why?”, “How great is that?”
Perhaps we were wrong…
There is no future; it’s long since gone?
This is just plain silly.
LOVE BECOMES THE LOVER
To Love is to Heal.
To Accept Love is to Be Healed.
Healing begins when Fear is vanquished.
Fear returns to the shadows and birds begin to chirp.
Fear reveals itself again as first light dawns and wanes as…
The Light of Love is felt with the decision to Accept.
Acceptance lights the Path.
The Path is NOW
This is the way,.
To be Healed.
Love becomes the Lover.
And Fear becomes a fading memory.
Accept the LOVE and pass it on.
THE LOVE OF FOREVER
Pain and suffering are not simply the result of cuts and bruises but of forgetting to accept the Love of Forever.
Accept The Love and Pass It On.
THE CHOIR ON MEADOWLARK HILL
It began with a glimmer, a sliver of light.
In a matter of minutes the glow was right.
And the Meadowlark sang its song.
Another Lark………… another, again.
A feathery chorus was now on hand
As The Boy mimicked their song .
More Meadowlarks sang along.
And The Boy became a man.
The Year was not New. It was warm,
There was dew as the day took form
Like a voice from Heaven
The boy of eleven,
Joined the choir of Meadowlark Hill.
This morning was more than a day in the life,
This newborn man
Met the day now rife
With the pleasance of Trill
On The Hill of The Larks.
On The Hill of The Man.
A humble young Man
Said Thank You.
Thank You he said again.
Again and again and again.
THE LONER THE GROUPIE AND THE BALL OF GAS
There are two basic approaches to seeking safety in our otherwise dangerous lives, the most obvious of which focuses on a core belief that the greatest SAFETY is found in the greatest NUMBERS. Those who employ this plan, let’s call them GROUPIES, are constantly on the lookout for group approval from as many groups as possible.
Those who are said to belong to GROUP TWO are called LONERS which belies the assumption that they belong to a group at all.
GROUPIES believe that LONERS are afraid to mingle and socialize.
LONERS consider the GROUPIES a necessary annoyance; they are rarely LONELY.
Nevertheless, they understand the necessity for leaving their desks, easels and laboratories to re-energize; even THE LONE RANGER had TONTO and SILVER and his minimal social needs were met by rescuing the victims of tyranny.
LONERS are natural LEADERS but generally LEAD only themselves.
GROUPIES depend on LONERS for fresh ideas.
LONERS depend on GROUPIES to make these fresh ideas come to life, often to become traditions.
LONERS and GROUPIES depend on yet another group to act as a liaison. MEMBERS of this GROUP are actually a sub group of LONERS. TRUE LONERS are basically scholars and artists. This third group exploits both the LONERS and the GROUPIES. They are called ENTREPRENEURS. Their focus is on FREEDOM from all forms of external restraint.
As for the author of this oversimplified explanation of life…
I am the planet hurtling through space believing that my path is a straight line when in reality I have been trapped by the gravity of a GIANT BALL OF GAS which controls my path by keeping me in orbit…
I am ALL of the ABOVE.
LIVE SERVE & MOVE ALONG
Competitive spirit, the will of the weak
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Wasted moments of life without purpose
Long of tooth.
So where are they now; What purpose was served
(Arms out. Now walk. Now jump up and down.
Signs of Life.)
Competitive spirit; no more to be seen.
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Service to Other; a life now with purpose
Confidence second to
Life again moving
By Lee Broom
From Leadership: A Love Story.
Potential words or legitimate…
As yet unused in-intimate…
Refused, unused and somewhat confused…
As the poet who shared this sentiment.