EATING OF THE GODS & THE DEMOCRATIZATION OF DELIVERANCE
You cannot be all things
You cannot have all things
You cannot say everything righteous or beautiful
or even everything that needs to be said
You cannot be the world governing order
You cannot be the prince of peace in glory
and the founding father of trust, truth and community
You cannot be synagogue and mosque
and catholic church
You cannot be the bank of ambition
or the pulse of aspiration, inspiration
or the pillar undergirding the mishaps of the poor
You cannot be the estuary of ubiquitous pain
or the pit of vicarious agony
or the midmost point in the zenith
of meditative light
You cannot love all loveliness
or possess all sensual moments
or parent all children
who grow and need feeding, anymore
than be a brother to every man
who prays for a friend
or all friends in prayer for their brothers
You will not, no, you certainly, certainly will not
end all wars
correct injustices, end intolerance
or give the healing medicine to each and every
thought askew or soul inflamed or twisted limb
Or reach deed, deep within and mend
the sources of malice, malediction and festering atrocities
—the abrupt violence or the violence premeditative
and executed by design
You cannot be the psalmist David
with his god-touched, angel’s tongue
or the sagacious Solomon, with his dialectical- intuitive mind
or the fire empowered Elijah
on a chariot of wings on the wind
of eternity-piercing time
nor even become any of the wide world’s billions of other
forms and faces of frightened, absurd, honest
and death defying human beings
You can only be you (small and set apart)
You can say what you say (rich but
stammering)
You can love whom you choose (with paradox and
exemplary passion)
You can do what you do
(in the full composition of act and intention
in the shadow and the substance of each offertorial,
twofold, implicational act)
And in so do
and in so saying
and in so loving
—-especially in the loving
with its pearl-like mystery
with its transformational chemistry
and with its spectrum of free floating, face making colors
by being
only who you are and what you are
when you are and where you are
you share a little (but oh! so importantly)
in the gold pot of creation’s bounty and carry
the whole cross in your limited, pennypoor,
privational portion, miraculously, bite and kiss
the full, red, honey dipped and wine sopped lips
of poison, dismemberment
and salvation.
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
Thanks for your kind words.
Would you tell me about yourself? I can see you live in Germany, and guess you came from...where?
Is music what you are doing for living?
you must be very very talented, playing so many instruments, and writing music. as for my works, i'll try to post 2 of them here. i'm not sure i know how to do it...:)
Hello Al Beshar,
Thanks for your friendship.
I love your music -what instruments do you play?
I am a ceramist, creating a little and teaching.
I'd like to know more about you, if you please.
Have a great week
Irit
The reflexion within overflows...
hence, many tiny drops..
gather into a mighty river;
now a life giver
and thus triumphantly and joyously
run back to the sea
Thanks for your friendship, Al Beshar. We have lots in common it seems. I too am an artist, singer, musician, translator, reacher, aspirant of life, practice Knowledge, Traveler...devotee of breath, love and affection.
If you don't mind sharing with me, For curiosity sake, Where were you born or what is your herritage?
Thank you for your sweet and soothing music. Very beautiful and heart felt.
PEACE; LOVE AND HAPPINESS to you. dahli
Thank you AL Beshar. Shukran. Heli Merci. (SHuma Irani, Mizri?)
Very beautiful music and sincere and sweet expression.
For ever live thethirstoftheheart! would you like to be friends?
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You cannot be all things
You cannot have all things
You cannot say everything righteous or beautiful
or even everything that needs to be said
You cannot be the world governing order
You cannot be the prince of peace in glory
and the founding father of trust, truth and community
You cannot be synagogue and mosque
and catholic church
You cannot be the bank of ambition
or the pulse of aspiration, inspiration
or the pillar undergirding the mishaps of the poor
You cannot be the estuary of ubiquitous pain
or the pit of vicarious agony
or the midmost point in the zenith
of meditative light
You cannot love all loveliness
or possess all sensual moments
or parent all children
who grow and need feeding, anymore
than be a brother to every man
who prays for a friend
or all friends in prayer for their brothers
You will not, no, you certainly, certainly will not
end all wars
correct injustices, end intolerance
or give the healing medicine to each and every
thought askew or soul inflamed or twisted limb
Or reach deed, deep within and mend
the sources of malice, malediction and festering atrocities
—the abrupt violence or the violence premeditative
and executed by design
You cannot be the psalmist David
with his god-touched, angel’s tongue
or the sagacious Solomon, with his dialectical- intuitive mind
or the fire empowered Elijah
on a chariot of wings on the wind
of eternity-piercing time
nor even become any of the wide world’s billions of other
forms and faces of frightened, absurd, honest
and death defying human beings
You can only be you (small and set apart)
You can say what you say (rich but
stammering)
You can love whom you choose (with paradox and
exemplary passion)
You can do what you do
(in the full composition of act and intention
in the shadow and the substance of each offertorial,
twofold, implicational act)
And in so do
and in so saying
and in so loving
—-especially in the loving
with its pearl-like mystery
with its transformational chemistry
and with its spectrum of free floating, face making colors
by being
only who you are and what you are
when you are and where you are
you share a little (but oh! so importantly)
in the gold pot of creation’s bounty and carry
the whole cross in your limited, pennypoor,
privational portion, miraculously, bite and kiss
the full, red, honey dipped and wine sopped lips
of poison, dismemberment
and salvation.
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
Would you tell me about yourself? I can see you live in Germany, and guess you came from...where?
Is music what you are doing for living?
regards
xxx Irit
Thanks for your friendship.
I love your music -what instruments do you play?
I am a ceramist, creating a little and teaching.
I'd like to know more about you, if you please.
Have a great week
Irit
hence, many tiny drops..
gather into a mighty river;
now a life giver
and thus triumphantly and joyously
run back to the sea
dahli
If you don't mind sharing with me, For curiosity sake, Where were you born or what is your herritage?
Thank you for your sweet and soothing music. Very beautiful and heart felt.
PEACE; LOVE AND HAPPINESS to you.
dahli
Very beautiful music and sincere and sweet expression.
For ever live thethirstoftheheart! would you like to be friends?
just send your video out to every single member of the network :o)
LOVE&PEACE
Gordon
iPeace Co-Creator
Hippy Al
Thank you so much for your friendship!
Lots of love,
Susie
"And" "Happy Trails" & "Happy iPeaceing"
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