Tag Archive | gift

How Do We Love One Another?

Love Is Survival

How do we as full grown adults, getting along
As we do, exude love as if we were children?
It would seem that they’re our teachers in this regard.
As we deal with life’s contrast we can be too hard
On ourselves and with others. Every now and then,
We encounter those whose love is steady and strong.

They are in every way like rivers as they stream.
As they exude love naturally people know
That they’re true to their nature. They live not a lie
In how they affect others. They don’t have to try
To love freely. Perhaps they are sent here to show
To the world what true love is. It’s not a fake dream.

They may give away things at the drop of a hat
Just because others need them, but nature abhors
Any vacuum it senses. They only get more
Of what they give away. They are loath to ignore
Anyone who is in need. They see not as chores
Acts of kindness. This sick world needs people like that.

We cannot imitate this thing. There is no way
To receive it, but it is also essential
That we have it if we are to live peacefully.
Does it come by divine grace to us directly?
With all of our shortcomings there is potential
For survival, and life can be a cabaret.

Dare To Dream

The Universe Through The Eyes Of Children

In this world full of wonder it’s so nice to know
That my freedom to dream is my God given gift
That I then give to others. It’s not my concern
What they do with what is given. All that I learn
About life supports always a positive shift
In my thinking. In this simple way I must grow.

Many people dream big dreams and small, but often
Negative beliefs and definitions keep some
From pursuing them. What exactly holds them back
Are the reasons things won’t work and feelings of lack.
But with creative effort they can overcome
Self-defeating activity time and again.

Like a child I have always been… quite immature
In the ways of the real world. My dreams are my own.
But to share them with others in humility
Is by now what is left of the best part of me.
What I have done to others hurts me to the bone.
A most vivid pre life review I shall endure.

This is not the whole story that I hope to tell.
It indeed is unending as I reach the end
Of a physical chapter in eternity.
It’s an honor reporting how I came to be.
The more hell that I take now the less I will spend
Catching up on my karma. I yearn to be well.

All that I dare to dream has already come true
In the moment that I realize it is so.
So, to now keep my focus on the final one
I have faith that I will get a whole lot more done
In the way of atonement. This life of sorrow
Is an elegant picture of what not to do.