Conversations in flux...June/July 2012 Part 2

Blowin' in the wind...

We speak of books
Of letting go
Of making it count
Resonate
With the receiver
It's hard to give
For nothing
Without purpose
Without an
Understanding
Of the value
The intrinsic
Value 
To us
What would it take
To acknowledge
The passing on
How to facilitate
An appreciation
Of what is
Occurring
In the
Exchange
Of letting
Go
From one life
Into The Life
Of another
Objects
Of beauty
Of joy
Of sustenance
In the soul
Of moments 
In solitude
Though never
Alone
Within the pages
Within the confines of 
The space
You occupy
Within the 
Words
Of Excitement
Of Learning
Of Sadness
Not your own
But some one else's 
Shared
We speak of
Letting go
And 
Making it count
To do so
Without resolution
But with more
Questions
Arising
To stimulate
The conversations
Ongoing
Reverberating
In flux
With each other
Resonating
Across space
To others
Speaking of
Similar
Subjects
With questions
Abounding
That go unanswered
In this time
But 
Move us all
Nearer to an
Understanding
Closer to
Each other
And what we
Need to be here
To
Be.

'You  can't take pictures of the moon'

he told me years ago

"You can't take pictures of the moon'

I still remember

Him saying it

Every time 

I try

And I often try

To take pictures 

of the moon

Looking up

To understand

To wonder

To feel the wonder

In my soul

The wonder

of another place

I will never go

But like to see

perhaps because 

I will never go

Maybe this is why

I try

To take pictures of the moon

Though he told me 

Years ago

I can't.

We talk of Sisyphus

Pushing his rock 

Forever pushing

Up the hill

Becomes aware

Accepts fate

Continues

Goes on

Goes on

Camus tells us

Nature abhors suicide

I learn about the cell

The checkpoint

the

Metaphase

And like the word

So much I write it down

Trying to understand

The structure

The cycle you describe

Exposed

Raw

Sky-lined

(Though we didn't use that word

It occurs to me now)

And the cell

Again

Acts as a tool

To understand

The cell membrane

Boundary

Surrounding

Permeable

But stable

Having a choice 

Making decisions

Being Aware

Not swayed by every

Encounter

Choosing what to take

What to leave behind

To continue

To grow strong

To evolve

We talk of many things

Quickly

Quickly

Leaving it all

Hanging in the ether

The space between

Stay in the light

I said

I've been told it before

And some how 

It helps

Somehow 

Being told

Reminded

To 

Stay in the Light

Helps

Big wind blowing

Change coming

Fierce

Severe

Striking

A

Chord

In the heart

And soul

Of human

Beings

Being

here

now

to

Participate

In this

seismic

shift

That

is

occurring

as

we

stand

up

straight

now

here

in

the 

moment of

Transformation

And of

Unknowing

all we

knew

to become

Aware of

knowing

only 

the

Unknown

in fragments

of understanding

why or not

why but

how to

be

here

together

As the

rain 

falls

to

cleanse

it all

And wash

the old

ways

away

forever

for

what is passed

is passed

what is done

is done

And is no more

What is

here now

is what 

needs our

attention

Focus.

We talk about
Stuff
Stuff 
weighing us down
Holding us in one place
Fixing us to a point in time
A place
That meant something 
Else
When I settled here long ago
Now means very little
But like a door
Wooden door
High up on a cliff face
Closed
In the middle
Unreachable
From the bottom
And if the door opens
if I open the door
Where it is now
High up on the cliff face
I will fall
There is no exit there
I must find another way
I try not to speak of my camino
Try not to 
But I do
Sometimes it is necessary
To explain what I need to say
On coming home
I said to him
I was aiming for a different life
Then
I was aiming for a different life
Now it's time to change
Shift the boundaries
Let it all go

The things

The stuff that keeps me stuck

In one place

In this place

I bought

To make me feel safe

But it didn't work

Though it helped

At times

Me and others

Refuge from The Life

Until I felt safe inside

Where it counts

Which is all that counts

Really

And now I know

Security comes from within

And  is not held within these walls

Wherever I am

I am

So

The letting go

Begins

The stepping out 

Into The Life

In a new way

Begins

Again

There is a world to see

Beyond the wooden door

Beyond the fear of falling

Failing

Beyond fear

There is only Love

The Love 

The opposite of fear

And staying in The Love

I can be anywhere

I can

Be

Anywhere

In

The Love.

A Change is Gonna Come