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Trying To Control Others

The Urge to Push Buttons

Some of us become play things complete with controls
That we let others operate unknowingly.
If we’re stuck on that grid, in a matter of time
The abuse we’ll have taken is more than a crime
To oneself and to others. Yet one need not be
At the mercy of those who may have evil goals.

Each of us is a radio with a unique
Frequency that is tuned to automatically.
Self-control is the universe’s standard law.
No one has rightful business in placing their paw
On another one’s icon, but some don’t agree.
They play people like pocket toys if they are weak.

If someone’s pushed your button, you may not respond
In a manner appropriate to who you are.
Subtlety of illusion and timing deceive
What you may think is happening. You can believe
That if anything feels ‘off’ you have strayed too far
From your truest self with whom you maintain a bond.

You know well how it feels, so you know that it’s true.
There is nothing you can do to change someone’s dial
That results in an outcome that’s healthy and pure.
I know where my hands should be, and I am secure
In a world becoming increasingly hostile.
Integral is the wisdom we all may accrue.

The Cycle

The Infinity Of Providence

There are cycles unending wherein I am one
With all others on this earth and all that exists.
How do I lead my consciousness of time and space
To evoke the momentum of God’s loving grace?
Within all life’s occurrences motion persists
Only in one direction and never is done.

Contemplating on cycles, I feel out the parts
That each one is made up of. Must there be contrast
So that goodness can be seen amid the chaos?
Can I manage somehow to stop thinking of loss
Long enough to allow good momentum to last?
Since each has no beginning, can there be false starts?

There are steps to creation. The yearning I feel
Causes asking, which causes motion, then forces
Of the universe amplify what has been made.
Only through my impatience is goodness delayed.
Maintaining the alignment with who my source is
Is the grease for the axle that quiets the wheel.

Maintenance of continuance rightly includes
Times of darkness. To get through them, and then to grow…
It’s a life I’m well suited for. Which path I choose
At any given moment is either the blues
Or the way of fulfillment. What more need I know?
I’m aware of the wonder each cycle exudes.