Monday, March 18, 2024

MORNING LIGHTS

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MORNING LIGHTS


Three lights guide me in the morning


The candle of hope I light every morning


For me, you, and all who need hope


The plant light I put on for my indoor green friends


And the dawn, rosy and with the reassurance


That everything is fine in the heavens.

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Saturday, March 16, 2024

THE MAGICAL CHILDE

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HEY THERE MAGICAL CHILDE

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To the children of the night


Who were born into a maelstrom


The ones who cowered in a tiny corner of life


Hidden, fearful, trapped


I say Hang On Kiddo


I know you feel alone, weird, confused, defective


But you are not those things


We are here, your future selves, and your friends


We love and appreciate your dear, quirky, unique self


Hang in there kiddo


The future will be different


It will open up, expand, grow brighter


Let us take the tiny trembling hand 


Of our dear inner child


And help them to feel loved, valued, treasured


Because our inner children are the well spring


Of creativity, hope, redemption


The trickle that becomes a mighty river 


To water our gardens until they bloom.

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Friday, March 15, 2024

FINDING OUT

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FINDING OUT


Once the Fool falls off the cliff


Into the Valley of Death


They transform into the Explorer


Who must claw their way out of the slavering jaws


Of addiction, disaster, ruin, despair, low self esteem


All those wicked monsters that inhabit the Valley of Death


Now the Explorer needs support, like minded others


Who are further up the Mountain of Averted Disasters


Towards that glorious view on the snowy glistening mountain top


Where we plant our victorious flag with the message


"You can do it, don't give up.."

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Thursday, March 14, 2024

PI DAY

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PI DAY


Pi day, oh, pi day


It is your day, it is my day


A transcendental number


That just goes on and on


While awake or while we slumber


The math and our reality correspond


Pi might be irrational


But then again, so are we


Let us sit by those sacred stones of Stonehenge


We will have pi and tea

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Wednesday, March 13, 2024

MAY I HAVE THIS DANCE?

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MAY I HAVE THIS DANCE?


I have danced to the Song of Life a million times


I will dance this dance a million times more


So let us all dance around together


On the Infinite Atomic Ballroom floor.

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Tuesday, March 12, 2024

THE PATH

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THE PATH


The path that leads to war


And the path that leads to peace


Are sometimes the same path


For part of the way


We must depend on Spirit Guides to lead us


The Spirit of Peace and Cooperation has a calm quiet voice


While the Spirit of War rattles sabers and screams curses


Easy to tell apart, easy to decide which to follow


We watchfully wait for the moment we can leave the Path to War


And join hands and hearts as we first carefully place


Our feet on the Path to Peace


In our personal lives, our communities lives


And our worldly lives


We join hands and skip back towards the Garden


Of Comfort and Welcome for all


I bet you can see the pink glow of peace just over the horizon


If we can only keep going, making progress


Because Peace is a kind of Heaven 


Big enough for every one of us.

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Monday, March 11, 2024

HAUNTING

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HAUNTING


The trees wave their branches and make the wind


Or maybe it's the other way round


But a howling wind on a Winter's day


Is a truly fearsome sound

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The Wind Banshees shriek and howl outside


New England is haunted with ghosts from the past


We cozy up in our little homes


Waiting out Boreas's wintery blast

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