Adieu

I cry.

At those lovers I stare

finding you there

here and everywhere.

And I still wonder why

I can’t evade those memories,

All that were made

together.

 

Adieu.

Holding on, that last touch fades.

Sigh. I check the time

only to know

that now’s the time

for me

to say goodbye

 

forever.

The Fall

Something with this season awakens
a sensitivity of senses

Blue skies turn gray
Green leaves turn gold and amber
red maple, the horizon traces
this awe-like beauty will fade away
succumbing to winter’s blank canvas

Oh, the feeling of the cool air
that surrounds my face
And the crinkle of leaves with each step I place
a sweet melody to which my heart dances
awakened, my soul opens and embraces
like some mystical enchantment

And there, in the shadow of fall
 my mind then senses
That life can still exist
even when death surrounds it.

Tempo flare
the beats start slow
to your eyes I stare
vivid imagery takes me there
as the steady beats
increase

I get lost there 
and dream of your hand
as it glides across my cheek
pulling me close, our lips meet
and together our heart beats
increase

Just in time to meet reality there
snap back. your eyes find me
(the beats increase)
to where can I look away?
because at the end of the day
I’m just too scared
and now you found me there

Truth is I’d rather cling to these as dreams
I’d rather feel the race in my heart
and dream of your touch
and long for your lips.
I’d rather keep it a secret
than to step out and meet it
the truth – is it?

Let the beats
cease

This memory will go unshared
living only in my heart 
and in the eyes to which I stare
Because at the end of it all
I’d rather run
than to take a chance on love
or better yet, on losing it.
this is the truth, or is it?

This is new, and a little rough around the edges.  Please excuse the *F* word…it’s purposefully included.

Alone at night who you crying to?
What we see are the clothes that define you
And a status you strive to
A steady job you drive to
With a smile on your face
Over achiever, constant reacher
Freedom preacher
Bound by chains that only shine when the darkness meets you.
I can’t tell if you’re lying, or hiding or simply denying
That vast expanse within you
Avoiding, crying, blind to
Trying to move on or around or anywhere
while unmet expectations chase you there
follow you everywhere
into your love beds
and your busyness
and into your successes,
honesty would say your soul’s restless.
Filling your time, and your mind, and your life
With anything you find
Everything within reach
Everything that’s easy
Your grasp for the next one
Promote to the next one
Fuck the next one
Lust the other one, hoping it’s the next one
It’s all that you run to
Convinced you’ll never run out
A thirst never dries out
Invincible you can’t grow tired
But be warned you will,
Every runner slows down
And when you do a moment meets you
And sees right through you.
And brings a reality you’ve denied to be true
The successes and the busyness, all that you cling to are gone
Taken away or they have left you
There in the silence and loneliness, in the motionless absence of all that defined you
No where to run that you haven’t already run to
And this is where all roads have led you
To the edge, with a clear view of the vast canyon within you
Do you know what you’d do, if this were true
That all that you ran to or from would finally catch you
And leave you here…Empty
Standing on the edge of that deep canyon within you
What would you do if there existed a small whisper that asked you?
“Alone at night who do you cry to?”
“With nothing around, what will you do?”
Or most importantly,
“what’s the next god you’ll try to cling to?”

“He has risen, he is not here, he is going before you to Galilee” (Mark 16:6-7)

“Christ is risen
Christ Lives
Christ is the Lord of the Living and of the Dead
He is the Lord of History

Christ is the Lord of a history that moves
he not only holds the beginning and the end
in his hands
but he is in history with us
walking ahead of us
to where we are going
He is not always in the same place
The cult of the Holy Sepulchre
is Christian only in so far as it is the cult of the place where Christ is no longer found
But such a cult can only be valid on one condition:
that we are willing to move on
to follow him
to where we are not yet
to seek him
where he goes before us – “to Galilee”.

So we are called
not only to believe
that Christ once rose from the dead
thereby prooving that he was God,
we are called to experience the resurrection in our own lives
By entering into this dynamic movement
by following Christ
who lives in us
This life,
this dynamism
is expressed by the power of Love
and of encounter

Christ lives in us if we live in one another
and our love for one another means
involvement
in one another’s history

Christ lives in us and leads us
through mutual encounter and commitment
into a new future
which we build together
for one another
that future is called
The Kingdom of God.

the Kingdom
is already established
The Kingdom
is a present reality
but there is still work to be done
Christ calls us
to work together.

In building his Kingdom
we cooperate with him
in bringing it to perfection…
(excerpt from He Is Risen by Thomas Merton)

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