Showing posts with label calling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label calling. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
simple things (new poem)
simple things
by Tim Kavi
simple things
are just a few words
but the words
are full of meaning
simple things
are behaviors that
offered to the masses
lead you to great mission
or maybe
just to love
and be loved?
did you ever see
a smile that lit up your world?
felt a hug that you knew
afterwards no matter what
everything would be ok?
swirls of wind did not
steal your soul
although it took all you had
that you would love again
that you would live again
did you ever see
a glance, no a looking
that said something to you
that besought you?
what is your answer
to the simple things
that show the suffering
in the world?
is it only the humble
open heart
to love back
to give something
to answer a call
the best you could
but with everything you are
these are the simple things
everywhere you go today
needing responses
to walk that way
for it always leads
to Nature
to the human
the human heart
and to compassion.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
From glory to Glory (New Poem)
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| "Lady of the Sea" artwork by Jonathon Earl Bowser |
From glory to Glory
by Tim Kavi
there is only
the calling that is
that arises
as sure as any dawning
certain in the uncertainty
that any hope
of tomorrow always brings
the promise of an appearing
to live again!
a stream is ongoing
You cannot step into the same river
twice; Heraclitus said
well spoken
to remember; I am not the same
the river has a name
but it is not the same river
never give up hope
in the wading to a deeper place
in the swimming in a deeper love
in a kiss from galactic orbs
of being
enter the stream
cross the stream
bridge it in Divine love
walk on water in human love
the stream where the bowl
swirls backwards
showing proof of that which is
manifested
in the bridge
of person to person
to the waters of healing
to the tears that feed the stream
to the stream that becomes
a river of self acceptance
self love transcended then to Other love
the basic walk of toddlers
in a mature universe taught by love
until riding the waves
goes to the stream
babies to the river
we are baptized
so that love
teaches it
becomes an ocean
where we never lose who we are
for who I am is a who WE are
swim on
walk to the side
make way for the journeying
break it up
turn again; find anew
when you come again to the banks
of existing
hope; a reflection in the water
Goddess we are seeing Saraswati
in the water
Shekinah glory
led from glory to glory
the Other side of your godly form
I no longer see my masculine face
washed in your water
I cannot stand in Your temple
I no longer see war and hate
it morphs again
and again
I look again my aged masculine face
renewed by your love
in your Youth I am cleansed
the stream is calling entry
the river is flowing
the ocean nearly overcomes
therein the waters of existence
Shekinah, I am brought
guided again, to your dove like love
even to Your Goddess face.
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