The light came down upon the stream
A reflection of a surreal scene
One that rivals many a dream
The water babbles on either side
As it continues its downward slide
Taking many a twig for a one way ride
The cricket chirps for the setting sun
Singing its praise for a day well done
Sitting among them, this lowly one
The smell of life doth fill the air
A large stone, my only chair
For a brief moment, never a care
The joy that comes from such a place
Doth cause the heart to race
Of sorrows and trouble, there is no trace
When I was a child, the world was in trouble
Many a home was turned to rubble
Many a strong heart did stumble
Here I am years from then
The troubles come and surround again
So large tis beyond my ken
And yet throughout my life
Through peace and strife
This stream doth flow
the tranquility it doth show
waiting for us to know
that no matter where you go
a stream of peace within doth flow
-Shiidon, January 2009
I was reflecting on my time at the creek and how much I look forward to being there again this weekend. You see, even thought it is in my back yard, I can only enjoy it on the weekends as the sun sets before I get home and rises after I leave. The summer will be another story and I will be able to enjoy it more fully. The events of this week have had a profound effect on many people that I have come in contact with. There is tremendous hope in the air and a desire on the part of everyone that one person, President Barak Obama, can make a profound change in this world. While he will and he will try, the burden is on the masses of society and for that to happen a profound change has to occur on the local level. The greed and avarice, the corruption and disregard for our fellow man still lurks around every corner and is taking its toll. Under the guise of layoffs and rising prices that are questionable in their intentions we as people are still under the yoke of materialism and business as usual. Just in the automotive business, of which I work in, I have found price hikes and changes in supply levels that find no basis in reason. When I was young, my father could go to the bank and ask for a loan. There would be an assessmnet of his ability to repay as well as looking at his situation in general. A judgment would then be made and sometimes it would involve risk. Now, we are but numbers. We are all given a credit rating that not only effects our ability to get a loan for a house or car but now effects what we will pay in insurance and other intrusive parts of our life that were not handled in such a way in the past. When people become numbers we have lost what it is that makes us who we are. It is similar to two doctors refering to a case rather than a person.
As a Bahá'í I believe we must overcome this rampant materialism or focus on money and numbers. We must look at each other as fellow human beings. We need to realize that the business as usual mentality that has run our lives up to this point is the exact cause of the condition we find ourselves in. Instead of taking risks financially as we have done for time imomorium, we need to take risks of reaching out and loving each other. The similarities that can be found among any of the warring factions in the world are far more common than the differences. I believe this vision of a world of humanity that loves each other as brothers and sisters is to come, but it must come upon the shoulders of those who worked hard for it in their life times. This is a time when we need to build the foundation for those generations to come. I am happy and at peace with things right now but have no illusions that there are trials and tribulations to come until we join hands together across this beautiful world that God has entrusted us with.
2 Comments:
i appreciate your poem and the part about the stream within... and the commentary about the feeling of this week, with the inauguration. it really captures what I'm hearing and thinking too - thank you!
I love that second stanza with the image of the twig! Great imagery! Actually, I love the whole poem. Very nice.
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