True Friends

True Friends

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There are true friends

I will never meet,
A few I've met but never see...
Once near sails now adrift
Upon the endless sea,

Souls of likeness unseen

Beyond a poet's plea.

In harmony our chorus'd songs

Of praised wonders unheard,

Yet bonded our solitary hearts

By Truth and passion shared
In that fond and knowing place
Apart the realm of words expressed,
Where kindred hearts and unseen friends

At last embrace.

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Surfaces

Surfaces

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I see surfaces,

Sunbeam reflections

On soundless pools,
The spark'ling light
In the endless night;

Frowns and smiles,

Gowns and styles,

The dance of gesture--
The endless parade of pretense,
The zealous
Orchestration of invented meanings...
Unreality escaping reality,

Never do I see

The underneath,

The Being beneath,
The abiding Truth withheld--
The inaccessible wavelength,
Cosmic secrets
The eye is not meant to see...

Is it nothingness to which we venture?
A pointless path of made up meanings?

Bits of sensation we construct

Into imagined realities?
Or a veiled Wonder
That waits the eye that sees?

A mind that understands?

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Brevity

Brevity

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I do not mourn my brevity

Among these lasting things--

The sea and ocean shore,

The inland mountain's crest,

The river canyons

Where rushing waters pursue their primal quest,

The ancient forests and desert sands,
The meadow valleys and desolate lands,
The lights and shadows of revolving worlds aglow,

All in their cosmic dress.

Surrounded by eternal forms

My littleness abounds;

My wondering witness the grant they give,

My brief stay Creation's gift,

My fading print upon the ageless clay.
Before these cherish'd scenes I pray...

This mortal me

On a windswept day

By the ocean sea...

Beheld Eternity.

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No Moorage

No Moorage

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No home do I remember

To mark a place embarked.

I know no purpose for my passage,

Nor where my course is bound;

Only a rolling swell of moments

On a sea of endless time;
The lash of sudden gales,
A seldom sun-filled sky
And ever turning tides...

With no moorage to be found
On the boundless boundless brine.

                                                           

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Waiting

Waiting

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As a flower

Grows from within,

The bloom a promise

In the seed,

So I have also been,

Awaiting within

The promise of me.

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Weathered

Weathered

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We cannot know

In a human life

The wear of eternity...

To stand a million rages,

Unmoved,

Only weathered by the task

Of forever waiting.

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A Willing Heart

A Willing Heart

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If I could choose
A grace or gift
It wouldn't be a clever wit, 

An evoking art

Or handsomeness,

But a willing heart...

To always find the finish

From the start.

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Evening Time

Evening Time

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A billion years we have come

To embrace only a day,

And already it is evening time--

The twilight's seductive passing

From moment into mystery.

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Another Year

Another Year

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The end of another year...

The moments pass,

Our lives change

With the lessons of time. 

Some dreams end,

Others we did not find.

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The Emptiness

The Emptiness

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The emptiness beckons me,
The desolation of untrod wilderness.

I want to follow

Unaware of the distance I must go

To find the edges

That bound'ry me.

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The World Without

The World Without

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To the world without

I was always discontent,

Flighty,

In my ever shifting bent.

But in me a spirit yearned,

A seeking to return,

To find again

The world of wonder

It remembered of,
To search the secret 'bodes
Where mysteries hide;

To somehow circumvent the mind

Whose habits bind,

The world of Man

Whose fears debilitate and blind.

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Sunday Fishermen

Sunday Fishermen

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Sunday fishermen

Casting thoughts to sea,

Adrift in silent reverie,

Hoping the morrow affords

Another dream fill'd sea.

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The Green Lane

The Green Lane

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What fears did they know

Who walked this lane of green

Those far-off years ago?

What passing joys interposed

The pains that hardship surely posed?

What scant possessions

Did they love that robbers stole

Along this lane of green

That I now so wondering stroll?

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A Moon Silver'd Sea

A Moon Silver'd Sea

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A moon silver'd sea

A remembered me

A forgotten me

A changing shadow

On a silver sea.

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I Remember

I Remember

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I remember being twenty one,

Broke, no job to find.

I remember the fear and shame,

The invisible tomorrows,

The panic that raced my heart 

Through sleepless nights

While I hid in my darkness

Afraid for the sun to rise,

Afraid for the dawning light

To reveal my fading life.

Things went well enough

After that time...

The world turned

And lurched me to a better place.

But I remember,

I remember too much

To shame a jobless man--

To blame the human heart

And not the rule of circumstance...

God how this place

Can hurt its people.

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Occasions

Occasions

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Over the years

I have attended occasions,

Not really lonely or sad

But looking to be touched

By something,

Something to give meaning to living

Beyond breath and consumption,

Beyond the human immersion;

A song of Truth

With a melody to lift my soul

Among the eternal motions;

To see my moments in the cosmic mirror,

Not Man's.

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