Toward or Away

 

To walk with one’s senses keen
To work towards one’s inner dream
To wake each day aware, yet unsure
Of exactly which miracles will occur

Do not only witness, but engage
Channel your love… and your rage
To ward off all negativity;
Keeping it at bay, but in close proximity.

For where there is hope 

Are longing and suffering without balm

But, it is in this endless un-calm
That some strive for a solution
Usually shouting for violent revolution

But, revolution is one turn back to the same place.
This sounds much like the history of the human race.
So, what have we truly learned; dissecting everything without
grace?

 

Live. The life of a sage is
Not just writing pretty thoughts on a page,

But sharing all, baring all, and caring for all
Is easier written than done
But, not impossible under our sun.

 

 
This judging and separating one from another must cease,

As must the pitting of brother against brother 
with no peace.

Now we’ve split the atom from one cell;
thereby, creating an even fresher hell.
Their bodiless souls - where do they dwell?

Just as we witness plants

Striving toward the sun
Individuals should grow to become one

Vibrating to a shimmer until the end

Lover and lover, friend and friend

But most grow into babes, diapered and alone.
Would a mother leave her new born home on its own?

The reddest earth or the brightest stars light
Need not curse the cold, dark night –

They can’t ask why, you say

or put up a fight. 

 

And, yet we humans

Who, have the hands for creation

Use our tongues

To justify new oppresion

Education, education
what does one truly know? 
Where, from here, can all this flow?
If not toward a fearless unity;
I don’t know.