About the Poetry

All of the poems in this blog are spirit-inspired. Every word came to me each day for a full year while in deep meditation. I simply wrote what I heard onto a pad of paper in my lap with eyes closed – meaningful, multi-stanza verses in mere minutes. I was unaware of each poem’s theme until I transcribed it later word for word. Each day brought new and wondrous discoveries about the world beyond our five physical senses, incredible wisdom, and messages of hope which I share with you in this blog. The last poems received are displayed below on this page, but the entire collection of 365+ poems are archived here in the left-hand column. You can search by topic or keyword using the search box in the upper left corner. May you find among them just the right message which speaks to your heart.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Poem #66 - City Life

There's no doubt that my own experiences and consciousness are being used here, for today I'm in Boston, amid the crowds ...

The city with its lack of trees
And tall, tall buildings that block the breeze
So crowded one can hardly breathe
Gives you want to run and leave

It makes one stop and wonder why
Man in groups would live and die
For tightly packed into small spaces
The stress is seen on city faces

Man needs the other, this is true
And city life is nothing new
But when too long away from green
On his face, the stress is seen

Feel sorry for he who has forgot
What nature teaches, he has not
Living in a concrete jail
To honor others he does fail

For over time he’s failed to care
Worried that he’ll get a scare
Scowls and frowns, no friendly greeting
When two strangers pass in meeting

They take no time to stop and trust
Amid the dirt and grime and dust
Living thus they soon forget
Into their lives the love to let

Go back to how man first began
When through the fields and streams he ran
Remember how it felt to be
Like a deer, so loose and free

This kind of feeling you can create
Worry not, it’s not too late
For with a simple nod in passing
You would find far less harassing

Mistrust and fear they fuel the fire
Leave you with a sense that’s dire
So clear the slate and start anew
Give your neighbor what’s his due

A friendly smile, a helpful hand
In cities all across the land
If man would only take a chance
And give to each a passing glance

Far more peace and love you’d find
Tempers they would all unwind
Comments would be less unkind
Man would have true peace of mind

1 comment:

  1. Today I was blessed with walking the beach. I took off my shoes, rolled up my jeans, and waded through the ocean's waves with a friend. We saw the pelicans fly in formation, and the sand pipers walking beside us. We felt the sand between our toes and smelled the scent of ocean breezes.

    Renewal comes through nature, it is true; but it can also come through human contact. A smile can do it. One on one...helping our sisters and brothers...can also bring renewal.

    Peace and love are available everywhere in our world...even in the city...is the reminder from the Spirit World today.