Weapons of Soil

We turned the earth over in rows

Removing rocks

Breaking chunks of clay

We composted the past and stirred

When they came for us

We marched and toiled

Longing for the days of seeds and

The times we had hoped for rain

It’s not our battle we fought

We were turned over the earth in rows

Weapons of soil

Carving territories

Engraving lines to define

Our stained hands longed for the dirt

For something simple and straightforward

We fought to return home

When we got there we found it was gone

Weeds and salted earth

Barren

The trees majestic were stumps

The wood turned to ash in fires which

Never warmed us

So we huddled next to the ruined forest

Weeping in the cold

Would that the story be over

How we persist in misery

Roaming to find a fertile place

A peaceful pond or

A clear flowing stream

Something to nourish us

Something to nurture us

Someone to welcome us with our ghosts

We put hand to blade and hand to plough

The work is never done

The work is never done

The light sparks and sputters

We sing to the tinder

Until the soft winding smoke wisps

Into a frosty night

Small flickering flame rising

Here come the horns and flute

Thundering hooves and the call of an owl

Weapons of soil gone feral

Wild in the wood

To create something new

To bring forth that which was left behind

When we left the wilderness

The spirit wells like a rising river

There is a surge as the tide rushes to shore

The moonshine insists

The sun never relents

The face of the earth changes

We turn the earth over in rows

Composting what we once had needed

To grow a fresh crop

From new seeds

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Spinning

Dervishes understand

The power of motion in the round

Twirling and whirling

Becoming a vortex

Body moving in prayer

Arms wide

To hold the hope of all the world

While we dance through life

Unknowing

Unaware

That our every breath

Our every thought

Every movement is a prayer

This intention even unintended

Our state of mind

Our state of spirits

Spins outward

You can feel it when you pass by

Those golden souls who shimmer

Casting light in the dark

You can feel it when you pass by

Those enshrouded by sorrow and clouds

Each morning in the light of dawn

We begin

Our intention

Our invention

Our devotion

Our spirit in its motion

We are spinning and casting

Reacting or reflecting

From the center of our being

Our meditation draws us inward

To touch the brightest part

A mantra to give some structure

May we be healthy and happy

May we be at peace and at ease

May our movement cast light

As we pass by

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Whirling Dervishes are Islamic, and the mantra I refer to is a Buddhist mantra. I am always more interested in the advancement of the spirit than adhering to a specific religious tradition, and have spent much of my life studying various religions and philosophies. What can I use and apply in my own life to deepen and broaden my connection to the all-that-is drives my curiosity. Will I play music and dance with joy? Yes. Am I a Whirling Dervish? No. Will I sit in meditation and chant mantras for personal growth? Yes. Am I Buddhist? No.

Where do you get the inspiration for personal development? How do you apply it to your life?

Dig Out

Push aside the rubble

Of that collapsed life

How it crumbled down around you

Buried you under all you could not do

The beams across your legs

Fallen structures in your mind

All the expectations that they told you

Held treasured happiness unkind

Crawl away from every moment

Tangled ankles tightly wound

The edifice of other’s imperfect ideation

Of a life of satisfaction

Would not stand firm around the fire in your soul

You burned it down

Smoldering and crumbled

From the ashes you have rumbled

To wander and to search now

For something ethereal and true

Far out of reach

Not well defined

Balanced on the wire

Of uncertainty and exploration

Through mists of dreams anticipation

Don’t look back

Don’t look down

Each step takes your full concentration

Until you reach new ground

Blaze the trail through mystery

Among the trees of wisdom

Revive your spirit

Drink deeply from the clear calm lake

Of peaceful contemplation

You were meant to wonder

Your were meant to question

You are here to redefine

You are here to realign

Leave the ruins there

To be covered by the vines

Let the past be fallow

Plant your dream into the wind

All your intentions changing patterns

Circle thrice and say the words

Singing chanting writing

The world is waiting for your voice

For your stepping into power

Dance the dance that’s dancing

The music of your life

Something greater than yourself

Is emerging

Calling you away from strife

One more step and you can fly now

One more turn and you will soar

The wings that you’ve been growing

Snapping open

Stretching wide

Fly up with me, my friend

We meet again outside of time

We meet again outside of time

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Unregarded

Unremarked and solitary

Did you find yourself unraveled

Are the trees whispering your name

When you walk beneath their branches

Are the birds still singing of your passage

There below

Do the chipmunks and the squirrels

Chatter on in playful sparring

Are the feelings in your breast drawing swords

And gone a warring

Does the battle rage within you

Under the blue and open sky

Waving grasses lightly browned

Do they bow as you walk by

Is the wind bringing you messages

To the spirit that you carry

Urging you to hurry

Do not linger

Do not tarry

In the coldest morning’s touch

Frosted lashes

Cold dark tales

Are you running toward a future

Are you fleeing from what was

Will you stop and see the beauty

Close your eyes and just step off

Too many ways to go along

Too many ways to stop

Can you hear the murmur there

Beneath the traffic and the noise

Unwrap the bandage from the wound

Let it seep and let it pour

You’re almost there

You’ve almost made it

Just one more rise to reach

To feel the sun

That shining balm

Central star

And come undone

In this quiet morment

Right before the twilight

And the dawn

Love is chasing down your heart

Love is waiting at the bend

Love is the path on which you run

Love is the stars at night

Love is the flaming dawn

Love is the shimmering

Glimmering

Light within you

Love has been there all along

Resolutions

We will be better

More healed

More patient

More loving

We long to leave behind our flaws

Abandon them to the cold and walk away

Spiritually sound

Balanced and centered in a world precarious

The gods laugh

Sending new storms

Higher waves

Incoming missiles of heartache and pain

We dodge

Are dislodged

Thrown from the boat again

Castaways

Always seeking shores

And shelter

And safety

The axis of the world tilts

Is tilting still

In the stillness of motion

We reclaim our flaws

Humbled and uncertain

This is always the lesson

Wild Places

I remember how the air wrapped around my arms

A little cooler as the sun lowered out of sight

The dirt path beneath my bare feet

A thrum emanating from the trail

Oh, how bright the moon shined

Not quite full

Small, wispy clouds curling like smoke

Each tree shimmered in the fading light

Some leaves had turned, and some had fallen

Lush green still dominated the canopy

Stepping lightly along the soft earth

What did I follow

Why did I go and not turn back

This mystery ahead calling me

Into the dark forest

The trail narrowed and twisted

I climbed and descended

Touching my palm against this smooth bark

Against that rippled surface

Too low to hear it

I could feel the vibrations

Ahead of me

Glowing faintly brighter before

fading

I reached and stretched

My paws scratched through the surface

My fur brushed against the underbrush

As I ran loping up the mountain

Soon enough

The rest of the pack had joined me

A short stretch of communion

Then they veered off t o the left

To the right

And the summit was mine

I howled

Sending my spirit into the night sky

A flare into the void

I listened for you then

In a palpable silence

In a tense quiet

Again I set loose all my longing

A sound terrible echoing to this day

I am sillouette

A dream

An illusion of loss and desire

Waiting for the answering call

Of your soul

Unquenched in the wild places

Endless desolation

Sometimes I still hear that awful silence

As I add another item

To the cart

And stand in line to check out

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Detritus

There is no composition

Without decomposition

We break down

Broken down by fates and whims

The sun shines

The wind howls

The rain falls

The rotting and decay

Spirits falling and flagging and flailing

Components revealed

Bleached bones of old structures

Half buried by what used to be

Gone

Our youth

Gone

Our pride

Gone

Our strength

Molecules become atoms

Reforming into new molecules

Reprocessed

All the material at the ready

For composition

We write our stories in time

One decision after the next

Seeds splitting open to sprout

Recombining the secret patterns

Into glittering webs of life

We sing hope into the sky

Bright streams of glorious light

One note after the next

A chorus

A melody

A symphony

From that pain and joy

Wringing something new out of the earth

Until we are so far away from the detritus

That we forget

Have forgotten

That it was born from utter destruction

Of what had been

Broken down through time

Rocks became rubble

Oceans rose and fell

Fires flamed and fed

We turn

We turn

We turn to stone and

When the butterfly lands

On our shoulders

We return to life

To grow and glow and shine

Hearts open and eyes bright

Sing Me

Hold that first note

Long and low

Walk down the scale in time

Those minor keys

Unlock me

Sing the cage door open

With harmonies I fly

In melody return

Lift up a voice that’s true

Sing me back together

Climb again the mountain

Sail upon the sea

Lose me in the forest

Rhymes and rhythm captured

Spirits freed enraptured

Loose me from this prison

Sing me pure and good

Sing me real and gritty

Sing me one more time

Sing me back to you

What Dreams Of Me

In the back of the dark

What could be night awakens

The thread of life unrolling

Pursuing every step I make

Tangles in my feet and hair

Faster than my fear

I cannot run

Outpaced

Outfaced

Exposed

What could be dawn still sleeping

This twilight world this dream

Nothing solid nothing real

I touch you and you melt away

You reach for me and fade

Across the atmospheric void

A thousand points of lights

Webs of threaded lives entangled

Winking in and out of strife

My heart my heart my heart my heart

Let loose and shine

My heart my heart my heart my heart

One more time

One more time

Love this life

Love this life

What dreams of me are there

What dreams of me is stirring

What dreams of me will wake

What dreams of me will go on as I become

A memory

A distant dream a message

Wipes the sleep from eyes

Forgets me on the way to breakfast

What dreams of me

Destroyed my appetite

No dawn nor dusk

No shining lights

No hungry ghosts or joy

My run becomes a dance

A last chance a next chance a big chance

I reach

I leap

I love

Falling gently into a dream that is my own

And what dreams of me

Has lost me

I awaken and forget the tales of sleep

On the way to breakfast

My heart my love my appetite returns

Desired

Unfettered from the past

We walk and run and play

Moving towards that which we desire

Love or success or contemplation

In stillness we gather

In movement we release

The spirit soars and crashes

Moods shift like a storm front

Hot and slow

Rainy and cool

We meet on the edge

Of brilliance and disaster

Taking and giving and taking

It will come around again and again and again

Indecision before deciding

Wretched agonizing and cool clear certitude

Don’t hold back

Don’t give in

Don’t be bad

Don’t do it again

We are run away horses

We are the windblown plains

We are the sky at dawn

We are the Milky Way

With the sky on fire

With the burning earth

We are turning over

We are turning in

We are rounding the corner

We are about to begin

All that we hoped to become

All that we longed to know

All that there is to accumulate

We let go and let go and let go

For in an instance

Eternal illumination struck sizzling

For an instant

We held all we desired in our hands

And let go

We let it go

To walk and run and play

Unfettered