Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Perspective

There is 
     Sitting 
In the garden

There is 
     Listening -

- Time of 
     Year -

Sounds of birds -
     Sound of distant 
          Road -

It's a new year 
     Tonight !!

This year 
       I don't feel 
          So
     Depressed
          About
          It - ? - 

Partly,
          It's you -
     The Mad
          Professor,
     The Mad
          Scientist,
 - my dear -

Partly it's been
     Counseling -

And then 
     There was
          That

Last 
     Samadhi

Offering a new 
     Perspective -

On
     Ego
          Mind . . .








Sunday, December 28, 2014

Organizing Heaven

New phone 
New buttons 
Remember old 
     Password
( yeah, right) 
Look up old password
Download new app. 

Whatever happened to 
     Paper and 
          Pencils 
With no buttons 
And no 
Passwords 

The world is getting 
Together 
As we all look at little screens 
And talk to each other 
Instantaneously 
Across oceans
     With the speed of 
     Light 

Maybe we can share 
     The light 
Those of us who believe 
That it is better to talk 
Than 
     To fight 

No one in my mother's 
     Generation 
Would have 
Believed 
     It true

She used to talk about how 
Airplanes and cars and telephones
And tv 
Had been invented in her lifetime

We may all count our blessings 
That she was never quite able 
To tell the world 
What to do. 
Because -
I am sure she 
Would have 

And even more surprising -
The fact that she felt 
She had a right to -
And knew 
Better than 
All the rest of us 

May she rest in peace 

For I know she has a big 
     Job to do 
-organizing heaven !

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Conviction

Look back 
Look within 

All the silliness 
     Of this world 
Will keep on 
      Spinning 

I'm sure 
    Of that 
Of that 
     I am convinced 

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Lunch

And the sky blew away 
That Day 

The deer walk quietly by 

The light rain falls 
And I 
Find 
Exist 
Not at all 

Everything they ever said 
Everything I've ever read 
About 
The existence of 
Space and time 
Here and mine 
Seems to be so true 
There really is no u 
At a time like this
All that is, is this 
This moment in time 
This energy rise-
and blowing out 
The top of ones
Head 

Now what -
I wonder 
Will all this do -
To a life -
To a person -
What does one do 
With infinity 
And love -
Who is there left 
To do anything with it 
And yet 
We must 
Go on 

In joy we 
Go 
To lunch 

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Cookies

I always say . . .
I will take these cookies 
And they will 
Last all week 

I will measure them out 
So many each day 
And have great willpower 
About it

I hesitate to mention 
how many times 
I have had this same plan . . .

I hesitate to admit 
That now, on the first day 
Of contemplation 
There are only 
     A few left 

And those will do 
For 
After dinner 

However I do not despair 
About this 
For in my great wisdom 
I know -
     That
I have 
     Lots more things 
Of so much greater importance 
     To despair 
Much more deeply 
     About 


Bored Already

At the retreat
The worldly mind wonders 
     Why I come here 
Mine and others too -

Well 
What do you do 
There ? 
Just to meditate and walk 
And watch 
Deer walk by 
And squirrels climb 
To the sky 

To hear the rain drops 
Fall
From the high trees 
As the squirrels 
Disturb 
The leaves 

And a family of deer walk by 
Mom and dad and two young 
Adolescents 

After a meditation 
Such things 
Seem to have
     deep meaning . . .

Back in town 
It is hard to 
Slow down 
Enough to hear 
The wind in the trees 
And 
The birds call 

The freeway roar 
Tends to wash away 
Whatever quiet 
The mind has 
     Aspired to 

But here
The loudest sound 
Is in my head 
Complaining of being bored 
Already 


Sunday, November 16, 2014

"Breezy"

Why oh why 
Did I stop by 
The thrift store 
Today 

No ordinary store -
In this one 
There are kitties 
To pet and talk to 
They have been rescued 
And can be 
Accepted into ones home 
Ones life 
Ones 
Heart . . .

They can devastate ones wallet 

What was I thinking ?
To hold the little grey kitten 
On my lap 
And pet her

Luckily I'm out of town 
For a week 
And by then
Who knows -
The little grey kittie 
May have found
a new home and be
Worming 
Her way in 
To someone else's 
Heart 

Maybe by then I will have 
Come to my senses -
Realizing I 
Can't afford the 
Vet bills and food
And scratching posts and toys 
And cat trees -

-It could go 
Right  over there 
By that window 
She will love it 
There -

Oh dear 
I fear 
I may lose 
This particular 
Battle

If they sent kitties to the front lines
The fighting would have to 
Stop 
While everyone 
Found a piece of string 
To dangle enticingly
Between various 
Paws
Of many colors
Why don't they realize 
There are better ways
To spend their time -
Besides
Battle 

There are cats to save 
To say nothing of 
Kids -
And all the rest of us -
And the world -
Yes -
Better ways 
To spend your time -
Different uniforms to 
Wear 

Ones 
like robes 
Of
Loving kindness

We need that 
In 
This 
World 
We need it now 
So 
Desperately