Pause
There was a lot to reflect upon the last few days. Two poems were written that will be shared at a later date. Suffice it to say that these words do not come without a cost. Reflecting on the ease in which poems have been coming to me lately has brought some interesting thoughts. First of all, whatever it is that is connecting with me is easier to draw upon. There are the muses that inspire and the other worldly effects on my thoughts. Music has a profound effect on me as has already been brought up. Recently I have been listening to not only Enya or Sarah Brightman but also Lisa Gerrard. You may know her singing from the movie Gladiator.
What seems to be effecting me the most is the connection that is being made person to person. Two of my customers came in today. Both had events in their lives and both told me how they thought about me during those events. One, a World War II and Korea war vet was at his granddaughters graduation from college and thought about me and what I am doing with my boys and Shahdi in particular. The other, a man approaching his sixties quit his job. He said he had lost his son to his job and he would not lose his grandchildren. I told him how happy I was for him. I thought about my poem for my father and told him that, while hugging my dad was a lot like hugging a tree, the greatest joy was to see him with my children and the love he embraces them with. He said that I made his day and we hugged at least three times before he left for work. I bring this up for a reason, there seems to be a greater and greater need amongst us as people to reach out and connect with each other. The world is becoming a frightful place and people are hungry for a touch of humanity. I thought about this and reflected on what a friend said recently about feeling like they were in a rut of sorts. What came to me was this poem. We do not realize sometimes that it is the simplest things that people appreciate the most from us. Each person reaches out and connects with another. I am grateful for each and everyone that I know or have known for enriching my life, for sharing with me their love for another human being.
PAUSE
When i think upon my life
All the happiness and the strife
i sometimes wonder what I’ve done
am i ending or has life begun
looking back in some dismay
at how things came to such disarray
With clouded eyes do i see
Not how others see you or me
The countless lives whom we do touch
Would disagree so very much
For each step we take day by day
Effects others in many a way
One small gesture can mean so much
To one who has felt so out of touch
The bird that calls,
The river that falls
The flowers that sprawl
Bring great joy to one and all
What more can come then
from you or me
When towards each other
Love do we bring
The smile on the street,
The way that we greet
The respect we bring to those we meet
Enriches their lives with love replete
At this point when we pause and reflect
On where life did us direct
We should open our eyes and observe
And share with each other unreserved
The joy and love much deserved
-Shiidon, June 2008
What seems to be effecting me the most is the connection that is being made person to person. Two of my customers came in today. Both had events in their lives and both told me how they thought about me during those events. One, a World War II and Korea war vet was at his granddaughters graduation from college and thought about me and what I am doing with my boys and Shahdi in particular. The other, a man approaching his sixties quit his job. He said he had lost his son to his job and he would not lose his grandchildren. I told him how happy I was for him. I thought about my poem for my father and told him that, while hugging my dad was a lot like hugging a tree, the greatest joy was to see him with my children and the love he embraces them with. He said that I made his day and we hugged at least three times before he left for work. I bring this up for a reason, there seems to be a greater and greater need amongst us as people to reach out and connect with each other. The world is becoming a frightful place and people are hungry for a touch of humanity. I thought about this and reflected on what a friend said recently about feeling like they were in a rut of sorts. What came to me was this poem. We do not realize sometimes that it is the simplest things that people appreciate the most from us. Each person reaches out and connects with another. I am grateful for each and everyone that I know or have known for enriching my life, for sharing with me their love for another human being.
PAUSE
When i think upon my life
All the happiness and the strife
i sometimes wonder what I’ve done
am i ending or has life begun
looking back in some dismay
at how things came to such disarray
With clouded eyes do i see
Not how others see you or me
The countless lives whom we do touch
Would disagree so very much
For each step we take day by day
Effects others in many a way
One small gesture can mean so much
To one who has felt so out of touch
The bird that calls,
The river that falls
The flowers that sprawl
Bring great joy to one and all
What more can come then
from you or me
When towards each other
Love do we bring
The smile on the street,
The way that we greet
The respect we bring to those we meet
Enriches their lives with love replete
At this point when we pause and reflect
On where life did us direct
We should open our eyes and observe
And share with each other unreserved
The joy and love much deserved
-Shiidon, June 2008
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home