Priceless Treasures

How can one little truck 

Hold 

    So much stuff!!

It's like a time capsule

     In here . . .

Sand from the last trek

     To the beach 

And a few shells 

And rocks 

Why

Must I bring home rocks ? 

I have rocks, pebbles and stones

From sixty years gone -

My father 

Collected rocks -

     Also 

Carefully finding them 

- After we'd passed the 

     National Park 

     Sign -

One for each trip -

They are still at

     The old house 

     I'm sure 

They were as heavy

As he could comfortably lift 

So there 

They sit -

Too heavy for 

Me 

I'm more the pebble sort 

(Be careful to empty pockets

- before washing!)

I try to resist 

The urge 

I look away 

But I sometimes find 

The same one 

On the way back 

Saying,

     "Pick me, me!"

And I still haven't 

Really figured out 

     What to do 

With all these priceless

     Treasures

Escape !

Planning again 

My escape 

For a few days - the trees 

Will 

Surround me 

There was is so much resistance 

To this 

And so far to go 

Resistance from others 

And myself  - wondering if 

It will be worth 

All the trouble and

Expense. 

But there is a part of me 

That sings

Yes, yes, 

It will be worth all the trouble 

And 

Expense 

To be able to get away 

From 

All the things 

Not done 

And the pressure cooker 

That is u

Dear . . .

To be alone 

With the friend 

To discover again 

The relationship with 

That -

Time to clean out

The truck!

Shamen

There is a fairie

Hiding here 

In 

The old mission church 

I can feel her 

Here 

Just barely peeking out 

From behind the pew

But she is a little  sad -

Not too many folks 

Know how to see and 

Perceive 

Her here

She is happy 

To be seen 

To be 

Perceived 

There is that little sparkle 

Around the edges 

That life 

Arising -

That bit of light 

Like

Tinkerbell

It's been awhile 

Since the Indian shamens

Were tamed 

And went away -

But today

We see 

That their 

Legacy 

Lives on 

If we but 

Look 

Drought

We've had as much rain 

As usual here

I've been here 60 plus 

     Years . . . 

Might it be the addition of 

Millions more 

People -

Condos, apartments,

And housing tracts ? 

Every build-able inch

Being built 

On 

Not everyone can live 

Everywhere

For if that 

Were true 

We'd all be 

In 

Beverly Hills 

I'm sure 

But then Beverly might look like 

Mumbai

( the RICH would rant 

And rave)

So 

It's raining now 

"They" will let it all 

Run into the sea

When every drop 

Should be caught 

But then "they" might 

     Have to 

Stop complaining 

The Easter Bunny

Happy Easter
Happy Spring
Happy World
To
Everyone

Not necessarily
     Even Spring
Everywhere . . .

Let us not be
Ethnocentric
Egocentric
Here

Why ?
Well -

As we can see
Too many people
Fighting
About too many
Things.

Our world is
Unhappy
About that
And
Pollution

World is unhappy
About
That, for sure,

So . . .
This Spring, Easter, or Fall
Let us all

Dedicate to peace
Read Lao Tsu
Meditate and cogitate
For just a few minutes even

Become one within this moment
Do
And I think we'll see
A change for the better-
For the world-

The Easter Bunny
Will thank you

Questions . . . ? . . .

Why don't I remember

To sit 

With the 

Infinite . . . ?

     More often 

The world 

And all its stuff

Just -

Too

Distracting !

When I do -

I remember -

That this is 

What I 

Want to do.

     and all my 

Questions 

     About everything 

Begin to fade -

     They become grey 

And transparent 

     And then like smoke 

They blow 

     Away 

STUCK

Have I lost my ability 

To hide 

Have I lost my 

"Chops" 

What is this 

Circumstance 

Telling 

Me 

That there is a need 

In me 

To walk alone 

Along 

The shore 

With no one knowing 

Where 

I've 

Gone 

But now

With the

"Phones" -

Everybody knows

There is a little pin 

Put on a map 

To 

Disclose 

Maybe one should buy 

The 

"Hermit " phone 

With which one 

Could call out 

But 

Never in 

But that would necessitate 

Said hermit dealing 

With the 

"Phone folks" 

And that 

Would then be -

A contradiction 

     In terms

(About terms, 

     And such) 

Therefore I declare 

I shall learn 

How to better 

     Run away 

And where to stay 

And "doh"

     I forgot my phone 

- at home !!

Or

I forgot to turn it on -

But I can't resist 

The thing 

I'm stuck!