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Be Easy About Life

The Purity Of Simplicity

Wishing life would get easy gets old too damned fast
For the spirit within me to keep a straight face
While pretending to see it as many highways.
Up and down, then around things, they’re often a maize
In the menacing mindscape. Is there saving grace?
Or is there no escape from the life of contrast?

“I wish I were a willow…” is no wizard’s way
To finagle a safe wiggling out of this mess
That I’d something to do with. To be but a tree
In a blanket of sunlight with no way to see
All the world it reveals is to be without stress,
Gravity notwithstanding nor how it may sway.

Rather, I am the substance of all I desire –
All the passion and focus I feed to the dream
Of becoming who I really am at my core.
Am I worthy of good things? I couldn’t be more!
My uniqueness is one with the energy stream
From which life flows. Struggle my life doesn’t require.

All There Is provides meaning to focus offered.
Holding little resistance, oneself will allow
Only good things to happen. The contrast I feel
Is the pearl in the oyster that life will reveal.
All I need do is kick back and let life endow
Me with joy and wellbeing. My Spirit Be Heard!

Empathy And Compassion

The Subtle Difference

True compassion is looking clearly at someone
Through the eyes of their better self while maintaining
One’s own sense of wellbeing. It’s good that we care
For how others are doing. Most folks are aware
Of the unending plight of human suffering
And would offer their help if something could be done.

Empathy is the understanding and sharing
Of the feelings of others. It falls somewhat short
Of the call to right action. One senses the pain
In the other, but pity is offered in vain.
This is certainly not conducive to support.
Negative connotations can empathy bring.

There are kindhearted people who can become prey
To those who’ve become needy professionally.
They’ve perfected the fine art of drawing folks in
To their confounding drama that makes the head spin.
One must exercise caution in giving freely
Of oneself in this real world in which we all play.

I can’t ignore the needy because I am one
Not through my better judgment does my growth occur.
Nonetheless, I am wealthy for all that I learn.
Need I feel like the object of someone’s concern
When I can live the life that I truly prefer?
I now know of compassion. New life is begun.

Youthful Feminine Leader

Goddess Becoming

Often you are affectionate. As the princess
Of your native encampment, your leadership style
Differs quite from your father’s, the imposing chief.
Yet you’re fearless and powerful beyond belief.
Creatively expressive, you lead with your smile.
Using silence to foil foes, your tribe you impress.

Feelings run deep within you. You’re feisty and proud.
Your actions convey clearly your heartfelt intent.
Quite adept as an artist, respect is bestowed
Upon you. The ancestral is yours to decode
And translate to transcendence for what is present.
With honor, devotion, and beauty you’re endowed.

Not afraid of adventure, danger is to you
Simply part of the process of doing what’s right.
You will fight for the life of the friend who’s in need.
Through the blast of the ill captain’s masculine screed
You will carry on steadfastly, willing to fight
In the light of the justice that you know as true.

Your friend Peter is fortunate as are those who
Are the closest to you. Dancing is your best way
To conjure celebration. Your charm and mystique
Radiate from your beauty and how well you speak
For your people and history. Bright is your day
When you’re in warm surroundings with those who love you.

Nobility

Righteous Royalty

Ritual is of spirit. Spiritual, then,
Is the spirit of ritual and divine right.
Our ancestral achievements are our coat of arms.
Images are symbolic when taken as charms
That bestow noble blessing. Freedom is a fight
That must be fought in earnest lest we fail again.

Most exalted in character, royalty comes
With elongated history of noble rule.
Open winged and protected, no one is outside.
Integration of egos solidifies pride
In one effort united. A blended whirlpool
Of the best of our talents is what beats our drums.

Higher Office in spirit directs what I know
In my past, all the pain that I’ve caused out of fear.
As compared to my good deeds, I can think of none.
But I sense I’m not hopeless, and my work ain’t done.
I’ll pay off karma faster as I remain here.
I reflect well my nation, so how can I glow?

Leadership is genetic. The whole human race
Has its lifeforce at stake in how we get along.
Anyone can be human. The stretch is minute.
One who rules by the heart is profoundly astute
In the ways of The People who then are made strong.
It is not without wonder that I know my place.

Most Aesthetic And Stable

A Focus On Creation

In the eye, each beholder sees what is well known
On the integral surface of subconscious ways
That become human racial. The hatred all share
Figures mass-self-destructive a bloody affair.
Amid worldwide affliction there’s reason for praise
For the helpers whose love for all is clearly shown.

Taking care of the necessary gruesome task
Of transforming disaster to what was before,
Many toil with no notice nor means of support.
We may see our redemption in folks of that sort.
Though we seem suicidal, what is at our core
Is emergent compassion with no need to ask.

Passion looks like responsible with a kind heart
And an uncommon willingness to share the peace
That is found in stability in the ideal
That we all come from one source whose presence is real.
Lessons are given to us so we can release
What may cause our extinction and then a restart.

Compassion

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When you are not identified with anything
Then you will become virtuous absolutely.
Only then you are capable of compassion.
If in some way you’re biased then you will have none.
You can be most compassionate genuinely.
It exudes from the heart in a loving wellspring.

I can be sympathetic to a certain cause.
Can I call that compassion? It’s compassionless.
The root word here is passion. It means energy
In the form of behavior that’s not about me.
I am somewhat deficient in that, I confess,
As sometimes in attempting, I wait for applause.

All encompassing passion about everything
Precludes pity or sympathy for anyone.
Everyone is as oneself, and life is a breeze.
One becomes an example that everyone sees
As a person of virtue. It’s not a reason
To become self-appeasing. Just let the heart sing.

Our Daily Bread

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Is the love of Our Father the love of mankind?
The man part of mankind may believe that it’s so.
But the woman part may have done well in its role
Had the tables been turned and they had much control
Of complex social structures. How much could I know
If I thought with my heart and I felt with my mind?

Yet I shouldn’t feel guilt should I cast not an eye
Upon what may distract me from what is my whole.
There is wholeness in everyone – even in he
Who believes he is hopeless most obviously.
Not a thing I can do can recover his soul.
As the next one ignores him, how soon will he die?

I’ve been down on my luck. I get out every day
And see all kinds of people – some needy… some not.
Then, I think of Our Mother. Who else could that be
But the woman who gave birth and took care of me?
We are cellular siblings. When put on the spot
We know daily delivery is the right way.