Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

Tag: Light

A Prayer of Desolation

Lord god, keep my heart open amidst suffering and despair. By your grace, may I never become numb or immune to the suffering of others, nor indifferent to those things over which I have no control. By your grace, may I never succumb to hopelessness, nor be blinded by the darkness that precedes the light. By your grace, may I forgive and love those who serve fear, hatred, and violence, even as I loath their master. Amen.

Son of the Morning

Son of
the
morning.

Bring
forth
dawn.

Brightness
outshine
night.

Son of
the
morning.

Bringer
of
light.

Brighten
my
soul.

Darkest Before Dawn

Darkest
before
dawn.

They
broke
us.

Broke
us
open.

Yet light
will break
from our broken
hearts.

Darkest
before
dawn.

They
cut
us.

Cut
us
open.

Yet beauty
will break
from our severed
hearts.

Darkest
before
dawn.

They
tore
us.

Tore
us
open.

Yet love
will break
from our mangled
hearts.

Stars Wearing Anomalies

Stars
wearing
anomalies.

We shine
forth
infinite
possibilities.

Transcending
man made
mediocrity.

We emit
god made
luminosity.

Gods
wearing
bodies.

We are
lights
bearing
the dawn.

The World Needs Saving

The world
needs saving
but not from
you or I.

It needs saving
but not from your
horror filled gaze.

You didn’t come
to save the world
only to show the way.

The world
needs saving
but not from
our broken hearts.

It needs saving
but not from our
anxious protest.

You didn’t come
to save the world
only to be a different way.

The world
needs saving
but not from your
sweet soul.

It needs saving
but not by
you or I.

You didn’t come
to save the world
only to show
how to be the way.

 

In Silence

In silent
surrender
I purify
my soul.

In silence.

I cleanse
my mind
and open
my heart.

Finding myself.

Formless
creature
of the
now.

In silence.

I grow
virtue
and god.

Finding myself.

Timeless
creature
of love
and bliss.

In silence.

I vanquish
darkness
with the
presence of
light.

Finding myself.

Awareness
in an
awakening
world.

The Light Must Gather

When darkness
comes
the light
must gather.

This
is my
mantra.

As a
darkness
familiar
to every
age

Bestrides
the world
and claims
victory over
the land
of the
free.

Home
of the
brave.

Driven
mad
by fear.

When darkness
comes
the light
must gather.

This
is my
prayer.

As a
familiar
darkness
wearing
new faces.

Conquers
the world
and claims
victory
one final
time.

Home
of the
shinning
city upon
the hill.

Set
aflame
by hate.

When darkness
comes
the light
must gather.

We Love You

We love
you.

But
we need
to get
away.

We learned
a lot
here.

But we
can’t
stay.

We learned
new ways
of loving.

But we
no longer
wish to
fight.

We mourn
yet
for dearest
Alexandria.

We grieve
still
for our
shining cities
upon the hill.

But
this cycle
has ended.

Our choice
has been
made.

We are
the seeds
of the
harvest.

We are
the bounty
of what
was
sewn.

The time
of planting
has ended.

The children
of light
must go
home.

Kind Hearts and Sweet Dispositions

My visits to Buddhist and Unitarian spiritual communities over the past month have served as a much needed boost to my faith in humanity. Trump and his followers are on everyone’s mind, even as we reach for that which is most sacred. The reactions are uniformly quite horror and confusion. “I don’t understand, they seem to live in a different world,” is a frequent refrain.

Trump is an avatar of a mindset and spiritual disposition that is diametrically opposed to these sweet seekers. He embodies fear, hate, and ignorance; whereas they cultivate love, grace, and empathy. He seeks to build walls, where they seek to build bridges between themselves and their fellow beings. We all awaken this life or the next, and must sometimes wonder in darkness to know and love the light.

While I strive to love and understand by brothers and sisters lost in fear, hate, and ignorance; I am eternally grateful for the kind hearts and sweet dispositions of those fellow seekers for whom darkness is an unfathomable affliction.