The Seasons

The Seasons
our day has begun
with the distant light of the sun
there is seasonal variance
to this presence of light
our north and south poles
can sometimes spin in pure darkness
except for the starlight
and reflected light from the moon
when at our equator
the seasons shift only slightly
influenced more by ocean currents
and the weathers that flow thru
the sun’s presence is a metaphor
for our light and our power
reminding us to honour our seasons
even hour by hour
resting into our still winters
and taking those breaks
other times while in balance
allowing movement around us
staying steady and harmonized
light-beings of love and pure light
gagi     08/17/22 & 08/18/22

Passages of Time

Passages of Time 
envelopes posted
marked with a date
the urgency to finish
so we won’t be late
with the chime of the town clock
time is denoted
trains arriving, buses leaving
being punctual is promoted
what we experience
aging thru time
influences our beliefs
and to what we align
out of curiousity now
what will happen to us
if we step out of time
and the pressure and fuss?
now we are ageless
with access to all
past, present and future
all wound up in a ball
anyone want to play ball?
gagi     08/04/22

A Metaphor on Fear

A Metaphor on Fear
can we overcome fear?
from day-to-day living
it may be seldom experienced
and then
reappear
driving into town
late at night
there was a man standing on the meridian
next to my car stopped at a traffic light
he slowly walked closer to me
and something about him or me
came on as a strong fear
he wasn’t carrying anything
just a drink in one hand
i wanted to make sure my doors were locked
but knew they did so automatically
i felt frozen
and then our eyes locked
oh what his eyes revealed
a suffering, a need
a not wanting to ask
but a pleading look
and why could i not respond
in that instant there was a bond
and a sadness
on both parts
he could see the fear
and moved on
to a car that had pulled up behind me
and then the light changed
and i moved on
quite shaken by the experience
what was the sense that brought on my fear?
in the daylight i had often given food or cash
wanting to share with someone in need
did he look threatening, angry, unstable?
no, just vulnerable
how is it we communicate in an unspoken way?
what are our innate senses that guide us?
what is the loss when we don’t ask the questions?
what could i have done?
so it is now i ask “are you okay?”
and then go on to seek help and pray
pray for his safety, pray for his health
and pray for forgiveness
and the next day
it was all clear as day
a metaphor for the fear in our world
what screen and media exposure and past life events
stir within us and are held as cellular memory
and then
with a lack of communication
we act
we react
on a pre-cognitive emotion
without seeking understanding
gagi     08/02/22