Yearning for the open sky

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

Seagulls in the winter sun
It seems we have to come to a new situation with our own self whole
When we find our own strength and grow into the place we have reached
Then we are not seeking to replace something missing
we are looking to share that which is there
to bring strength to strength
and vulnerabilities understood.
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The beach
You are meant to be happy, and, I am meant to be happy
You are meant to fly. I am meant to glide.
God’s blessings rain down upon us like waves upon the shore
The world turns. The waves crash.
The tides rise. The tides recede.
Tunnels blocked by tides reveal passage to a place to heal
Revealing God’s love in our lives
Showing pools of mystery and secrets to explore.
Rocks turn to grains of sand spread upon the shore.
Protected hearts held close by fear
Reveal their tenderness because God’s love washes away.
God’s love arrives unrecognized like just another wave.
Yet each wave scours a little more of the tarnish from the heart.

Yearning for the open sky two hearts explore the shore
Though enshrouded by the fog, two hearts conspire
To ask questions and begin to push the fog aside
The fog rises from the ocean to obscure what waits within
The light of life and breeze of love come forth when sunshine wins
The force of nature and warmth from God bring hope to light again.

In chilly air birds glide along the shore of revelation
That foggy days and long beach walks
Bring us on our way
To find the space where hearts entwine and waves crash day by day.
God lifts the fog and turns the world to another day
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fresh breezes

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

Flowers in March 2012 - rain drops
Being all alone then affection comes around
Is like living in a drought when the rain reaches ground

A new relationship and all the conversations flowing
Is like the drops upon the roof and the sounds of something growing

Sharing what may come as companionship is found
Is like drops upon the leaves and the water on the ground

Casual touches, then little kisses, the hints of what may be
Is like sprouts upon the ground and buds upon a tree

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Pushing on the edge of tears
With the leaves fluttering like my fears
Seeking a new world just because
I hold out hope to be as I was
A man in love with a woman who mattered
To move on through life with my soul less tattered
A darkened soul seeking connection
Forging on in honesty and affection
Creating something only two can make
Reaching for some of love’s leaves to take
Our past weighs in and tomorrow yet defined
Bring fresh breezes to open hearts and minds

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Cherry Blossoms - again -


Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

New fire pit, Sunday night
In the rest swirling. Handfuls of wishes tossed in the air. Heady without focus. No direction flowing. Up. No direction flowing. Down. Forming vortex without space. Filled with emptiness between the stardust. Grandiose unformed with potential rising. Going somewhere by happenstance. Giving. Living. Hope by hoping. Not knowing. Hindrance of the haziness discovered tumbling ‘round. No real impediments except uncertainty disregarded. Forward flowing. Upward spinning. Free form filled with nothing. Gyrating to the new. Going up nor down nor ever filling formless end.
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New fire pit, Sunday night

the Well

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

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How deep is the well
How deep is the sorrow
How deep is the pain
How deep is the happiness
How deep is the celebration
How deep is it to go to the bottom
How deep is it when we return to the top
How do I love you
How do I express my commitment
How far must I go
How did I get here
How do I go on from here
How many stories can be heard
How many sympathies expressed
How deep is this well
Into which sadness and joy is poured
Just to bring up the contents
The water of life
How deep is the well
How does the well get deeper
And still yield its contents
How can I tell I am pouring sorrow in
How can I know if I am pulling compassion out
How can I know where is the end
How can I have a new beginning
And another
And another
How can I know the truth

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@ Pi Pizza, St. Louis, Missouri

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

Shiny cube - daytime-1
Ripples on the world
Flying over sea to land
Fields and deserts
Rippled plains
Gouges on the planet
Riven by time and water
Spinning spinning spinning world

Down from the sky a traveler sees and wonders
How could this be?
Throw off the cares that humans have laid
Mother earth and father sky
Wonder when they should
Release themselves from the parasites
And return it all to paradise?
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@ Juanita’s

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

Making sense of the world.
Filtering through all that is heard
Thinking of only me and where to go
Coming to the conclusion that it is only ego
Thinking through all the things I’d make the best
That draws down to self interest
Ego subsumed to impact gets me on a better track
Transit, homeless, finance, housing, assets, income security, equity, justice, hope
Flying through the air askew
Then a simple answer grew
Looking at so many objects in the air of concerns hurled
All I want to do is change the world.
Ego subsumed to impact gets me on a better track

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@ Laguna Beach

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

Laguna Beach
This is my day. Sitting on the rocky shore. Wondering if I should pray. Hoping for fates and spirits to open a new door.

Ocean, air, rocks, and sand. Set aside the thinking part. Holding to this space because I am a man turning mind over to simple and open heart.

I can sit on the rocks, like birds. Nowhere to go or tasks to do. Now here. Venus sans sun arises.
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Laguna Beach
Laguna Beach

The prodigal

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

013115 San Francisco
Not a thing to see
Except Orion skipping
Across the night sky
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Happy was the day.
Happy was the mother and father.
Happy and full of all that is good.
Oh, happy day
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The prodigal jumped and ran from reality
Creating a whole new reality
The flights of fancy and insight
Bore fruit in fright and sad insight
On the depths of diffusion and confusion
The wondering, about wandering spread in profusion
To friends far and wide that rushed to the side
Of family and loved ones who could not abide
To wait with their heartache and not try to take
Every chance in the world to let it be heard
The prodigal is lost in his mind and the world
Those who love him so dearly can see this too clearly

The prodigal found our hearts are unbound
until we realize that not in his eyes
is he back here among us in a way we can trust
Lost inside his head because medicine is dread
unable to see with any objective clarity
he should do what he’s told until reality regains hold
the space he’s in now will hurt him somehow

Of this we are certain so this is our burden
can he accept guidance given from hearts which are driven
to grief by intransigence and afraid of results so calamitous
Come back to us now, we beg you somehow
accept the advise as our sign of grace

You were lost in a void and nearly destroyed
We could see what you can’t, together we chant
we love you, listen to words that are true
We care and call you to dare to prove you love us too
by doing what you must because in us you can trust

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Oh truth, being what is, being here and now, being in the goodness and the badness. Behold the light and the strength of a heart in its sadness. Be, and hold, the best of all that is and was. Crushed souls are souls nonetheless, tonight and tomorrow. Hearts and minds move, forward or back, sometimes at the same time. Thus is life. Thus.
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Homeless Count 2015

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

013115 San Francisco
I felt the warmth of my bed this morning
The bathroom was nearby
I got up and took a shower
I made some coffee
I read the paper delivered to my front door
I said hello to some friends on my computer
Then I went out and looked for people who had none of these things
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Where did Endymion go?

Posted by Gerry on March 22nd, 2015

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Two moons shining o’er the planet
Gentle collision
Two bodies come together in a kiss

Ages ago it was meant to be
Ages ago, slowly drawn together in space
In a time unknown

Or was it a moon spun off from a newborn planet
Like a child flying from a merry-go-round?
Each theory has its flaw
To explain the attraction and distraction
Of two bodies come together
And come apart

It turns out that planet formation is sloppy
and creative
and wildly varied
like love and life

The moon is nothing like the Earth,
except that it is also exactly like the Earth
I’m nothing like you except when we are the same

Earth was born moonless then Theia interceded
and gave birth to Selene
Then along came Endymion with beauty unsurpassed
To merge and join as one after the falling of the sun.

Bodies don’t collide in a gargantuan impact,
It’s more like a cosmic landslide.
Or an irresistible joining.

The moon’s double identity gets swept aside entirely
How can two be one?
Finally realizing how little you had to do
Before you get to the limits of knowledge.

Inspired by:

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