The Becoming Became
the becoming became
and we’re not the same
let us continue this game
and completely reframe
our worlds
gagi 11/13/15

Poetry to Inspire You
The Becoming Became
the becoming became
and we’re not the same
let us continue this game
and completely reframe
our worlds
gagi 11/13/15
Ever So Grateful
feeling ever so grateful to see the becoming
becoming the new as all is aligned
teams coming together, systems being readied
intentional direction taken as all is refined
awesome synchronicities help to take the greater leaps
awareness of connections coming into play
shedding of the superfluous, freeing to simplicity
magical components arriving in to each day
knowing we’re arriving together with the elements
the elements of necessity and building blocks of time
the webbing and the mapping, coordinates of usefulness
clarity of purpose, we’ll create as we all align
magnitude of geometries, perspectives that are shared
competition now internal, external not compared
national dissolving into global as we do
ever so grateful for what’s about to be the new
gagi 11/12/15
inspired by this poem In Flanders Fields,
written by Major John McCrae, May 1915, WWI
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
We Were the Dead
we were the dead
we’ve returned to be
an expansion of consciousness
we can see
we see the emergence
away from war
a continuous journey
from the pain we bore
blessed are those
who caught the torch
caring for all with love exports
n’er be the conclusion
of the conflict we see
until in our hearts
we totally be
Love
gagi 11/11/15 Remembrance Day