Tag: reflection

  • Losar Reflection (Poem For the New Year)

    Let me grateful.

    For when I awaken in the morning.

    If I do so with relative ease and comfort,

    This is a joy.

    If I do so with suffering and pain,

    This is also a joy.

    Whatever happens, I have enormous opportunity.

    Whether the day brings a chance to actively study and reflect;

    Whether the day brings time to pause and rest.

    Each provides an expedient time to practice.

    May I seize every occasion possible

    To act with kindness, compassion, and patience.

    Towards myself; towards other beings; towards the world.

  • The God of the Doorway (Poem)

    Now is a good time to reflect upon deities

    And who we will decide to worship, and why?

    We all have idols, numerous ones,

    Acknowledged or not,

    So it behooves us to choose wisely.

    I would suggest liminal beings,

    For we are on the threshold in many ways,

    Looking backwards and stepping forward.

    We need divinities that speak to transition,

    Enable us to handle change and be not afraid,

    And move from warring with each other to peace,

    Gods and goddesses that do not compete for supremacy,

    Nor encourage us to do so,

    But instead work for the betterment of all existence

    And inspire us to do likewise.

    I know who I think upon: to whom do you pray?

  • Early Morning (Poem)

    I walk outside before dawn

    To breathe in the quietness of this time

    And watch the clouds move across the moon.

    All is cast in tones of gray and shadow,

    And there is a sense of abeyance,

    A momentary hush,

    As if the world has taken a brief pause

    For meditation and reflection.

    Soon enough the sky will fill with the colors of morning,

    And the sounds of the day will begin.

  • End Of The Year (Poem)

    How did I number my days and nights this year past?

    They sometimes seem to stretch so agonizingly into forever

    Yet indeed they flee so razor-sharp fast.

    I have found myself lost in memories , immersed in songs,

    Even given to dancing, and tried to help right some wrongs.

    Like all , I’m weighed in the balance, the scales will be set.

    I’ll not ask nor expect mercy. Just Accept what I get.