In a shady room

In a shady room

the curtains

untied usher in

a cool breeze, and a ray

of light

gently touches my skin.

I smile, and hum

a little tune!  

My voice echoes down

into this earth—

friends speak

of the nation’s plight…

I try to distance myself 

from what is soon-to-be behind—

for a good reason!

Moments of stillness are

a miracle in themselves!

What is less or more?

In a shady room

the curtains

untied usher in

a cool breeze, and a ray

of light

gently touches my skin.

I smile, and hum

a little tune,

it echoes down

into this earth

as the rain softly waters 

a field!

Friends, neighbors speak

of the nation’s plight…

though I am moved,

I distance myself 

from the noise and unrest,

all that soon-to-be behind—

for a good reason!

Moments of stillness are

miracles in themselves!

What is less or more?

Rev August 2020

As painful memories flee

As painful memories flee

My heart is at ease! 

A veil is lifted

From a wondrous 

World within—

Just steps away—from

The mundane

Into the sublime!

Thus a smile…

Moonlight suffuses

The sky,

A firefly raised up 

By the wind

Abandons itself

To infinite height!

Exile - revised 2020

Exile

In my solitary way, when words of love
I silently say, I smile and gaze
At memories of sweet embrace,
Glorious vision shaded,
Words on the breath faded—
Settled by the water’s cool
Fondness ushers in a rule.

To my incredulous surprise,
What do I recognize?
An ever-present treasure:
A friend I hold too dear—
As to a reflection in the pond
I am drawn near...

My life is now a hermit’s part,
With Love the beacon of my heart.
Above the whistling of the breeze
A box of music arriving for my needs
Alights with joy a gaze, a smile
That once reflectively beguiled,
Now, melodiously veracious—
With “Thank you, dear” starting,
Restraint echoes through the voice.

Well, Love reopens eyes,
Never again such sacrifice,
For heart and soul and mind parting!
Ask, “Who is the ruler of the heart?”
If love is true, it’s destined
According to Mind’s sacred plot,
Nothing else affords more earthly joy.
If such is our fate—why try to escape?
Why cause anguish by mistake?
Why remove so suddenly the good?
Why, the flirt hastens to his mood,
Is downcast—ah, worldy shared complaint,
Unavailing constraint!

Oh, blessed eyes serene beyond,
Seeing only the very best in man,
Which never is withdrawn
When love, holy beauty awakens at dawn.

Rev. July 15, 2020

As a longing—quivering flames

As a longing—

Quivering flames—

The healing idea appears,

Its irradiency

Burns through human misery

Cleansing the heart 

Making it pure and the thought crystal clear.

I find Love never absent, then—

A glimpse 

Of goodness so near!

I know how ever long it takes

Fear and sadness must flee—

I exist.

That is enough!  

Within my mind the windows of meaning...

Within my mind the windows of meaning
Open wide—to the day I sought—
And I look out to see what Life has made:

No useful idea too deep
          Or hidden to understand,
No useful idea too lofty
          Or too high,
No useful idea as would carry
          An overbearing burden!

A useful idea is to unfold,
          No matter how long it may take...
                         
Who does not know the endless arguments?

It is better to do nothing contrary to ones’
Highest sense of good!

I will be ready for the winds,
They will blow, be merciless!
                       
From the sea will come a mighty rain
And wash the earth clean of the dust
And soak the dry, thirsty ground!
The herb-bearing seeds will grow
And grow— fruit as the flowers!

Behold!  The trees
Will cover the face of the earth—
How pleasant
And satisfying to our sight!

 Is that just my poetic nature speaking?


Inspired by the Book of Genesis

I breath in the air...

I breathe in the air,

It is full of rain—

Wet!

A blueish flower 

Is bending towards me yet

So still—

Gently it says, „Can you come near me?

I am not stuck up… I’m in my place, please

Come very close, and you 

May learn of my dreaming!“

Beautiful rose,

You grow and bloom

Wherever the land and the water is!

Glow and I’ll breathe in your

Sweet fragrance

That is floating by in the cool breeze,

A fragrance all of your own,

So you too

Will rest after the sun

Has gone down,

Be refreshed

When a little bird greets 

A new day…

EMH June 2020, Rev. August 2021

I breathe in the air
It is full of rain
Wet!
A blueish flower is bending towards me
So still—solitary at midday!
Gently I say, „Ah, can I come near you?
I am not stuck up… I’m in my place, please
Let me come very close,
And you can learn of my dreaming—
If it  is not inclusive, then know, it’s nothing! —
Beautiful rose,
You grow and bloom
Wherever the land and the water is!
Glow and I’ll breathe in your
Sweet fragrance
That is floating by in the cool breeze,
A fragrance all of your own,
So you too
Can rest after the sun
Has gone down,
Until a little bird greets a new day…“
Early noon—
Overhead the sun shines brightly again.

June 2020

The sea breeze smells like a wheat field

The sea breeze
Smells like a wheat field,
I rise near the shore.
It‘s elemental within me.
Cornflowers bring the beauty of many years!
Noiselessly swinging their heads,
Giving me their hearts —and
Grace to my days!
I behold the Essence in their faces,
And in mine.
This is called a broad view,
The sameness of intent …