Hello Sally,
It looks like you are involved in many beautiful actions. I envy the freedom you embody. Please stop by my page here and learn a little more about the dominant culture that stands in the way of peace.
George
Praise to the Great Spirit,
To the elusive
Creator and sustainer
Of all life on this planet,
The Earth.
We know that you are;
You see that we exist!
Have mercy on the living
And even greater
Mercy on the dead.
Have mercy on all souls
Of all creatures, created
And sustained, throughout
The universe, throughout
The cosmic-body, the whole
Miracle of life, the living
Reality: the network-webwork
Of infinite threads.
We affirm your Being
Through prayer
And acts of love,
Will you confirm
The vulnerability yet tenacity
Of our difficult becoming?
As we speak to you
In adoration,
Will you respond to us
Out of silence?
As we draw near and familiar,
Will you cross and end the distance
Between us, replacing
Separation with mending,
With healing?
In praise we gather
And nothing is hidden.
Emerge from hiding
And touch us
With your divine tenderness.
In tenderness
Let our hearts and souls,
Like nut fruits out of shells,
Be cracked and broken.
Praise
To the Great Spirit,
To the Holy Person,
Overseer of all persons;
To the Holy Self,
Who guides us with freedom
To choose peace and justice,
Not violence and vengeance;
To choose understanding
And compassion,
Not ignorance, rage
And blinding malice; to respect
The Earth
And protect from waste
And unwarranted destruction
The wonderment of abundance
And the diversity
Of our created home: third planet
In the system of the sun.
Have mercy on the living
And even greater
Mercy on the dead.
Have mercy on all souls
And bring us, with our
Fears and shadows, our thirst
And our hunger, our elders
And our children,
Into the lighted
Banquet halls of truth.
Many are the paths
To the center; many are the languages
Of redemptive revelation.
In praise we gather
And nothing is hidden.
Emerge from hiding
And touch us with your tenderness:
Your hands of intimacy,
Not the gloves of custom.
The root of all
Belief is compassion.
And tranquility is a garden
Feeding the souls
With evolution of freedom.
There is a deep democracy
Embedded in creation.
The root of all
Direction is compassion.
And trust is a candle of courage,
Beautiful
And as brilliant
As a new day sun.
What democracy is
Dawn to your soul?
What awareness drums
In the centerless circle
Of your heart?
Praise
To the Great Spirit,
Now and everlasting.
Have mercy on the living
-Sweet Dove of Now-
And even greater
Mercy on the dead.
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
At 6:39pm on September 7, 2009, Clicia Pavan said…
Come be part of our group Gandhi, man of peace
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Namaste
Beyond the horizon
where naked skin of Earth
presses
naked skin of Sky
children of imagination are conceived
in intercourse of mystery.
Time curves…. Dragons
form circles
in bubbles of eternity.
The ageless shepherd of our shadows
enters the pasture
that was and was not green
before the birth of poetry. Dreamers
drunken in the breath
of dark divinity dream
in secret dramas of their souls. At
times wild cries out for wilderness.
Or meditations of a mountain’s crest
become light’s prayer
in hearts of darkness.
Creation consents…. Nomads
bearing gypsy tents
thirst for twilight. Ancient
fires in books of alchemy. Riddles
of each night. The longest
word in life… is “Yes.”
at the center of the dream
is circling ocean
in the center of the ocean
is turtle island
at the center of the island
is vision mountain
in the center of the mountain
is healing crystal
at the center of the crystal
is sacred light
in the center of the light
i sit dreaming
I have a dream:
i dream i am a tree
my roots spread out
beside a place of water
in sunlight
my branches turn to fire
my leaves are prayers of smoke
my heart beats like a drum
inside a stone of power
I have a dream:
my dream is at the center
of great silence
here at the center
i sit dreaming
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
The expression
of the beautiful genius
opens like a wordless
rose
and clothes us
in the fumes
of paradise.
Somehow
when we are
listening to the wings
of crows and the
tender melodies
of elfin butterflies
we feel embraced
by the breath
of angels.
Beating
so softly, so
delicate-sweet that
velvet on a virgin’s
skin
might touch us
with an offering.
Though
we are there, out
in that other place
the familiar cup
of a summer’s rose
rises
from this ground
to kiss us
with the miracle
of its pouring passions.
And
we are downed
supine
into the common
haunting symbolum
of earth’s
dense mystery.
Though
not a single
word has swollen
to the lips
like a cherry
freshly swollen,
but the heavy
buzzing
of a working bee
lost
in the ecstasies
of pollen.
And
we are spellbound
and complete.
Like fruit.
Like garden.
You are the Enemy. We have hated, killed and died: our bodies muscled into postures of aggression, our minds imprisoned in incessant terror. We have engaged in slaughter across flaming deserts, in frozen wastelands; mutual destroyers, in burned out cities of smoldering rubble, in lifetimes of bloodshed, in eons of ashes.
Today I throw away my weapons. The systems are being dismantled; the machinery of madness is wrenched asunder. Are you hungry, my enemy? Here is food, my friend. Do you need shelter? Let us build together. How are you parents, your white haired elders? I can give medicine. What of your children, do they need education? We can teach stories; paint rainbow bridges of alternative directions; hand them a future free from the fears of our past, free from false answers.
Let us share this hour: speak quietly to one another, give the gift of unveiled glances; listen to heartbeats, raindrops of wonderment, mortal respiration. After so much terror, communion, communion like this; like softness of a kiss, like bread freshly baked and the simplicity of water; is refreshing, liberating our tortured, maimed and bloodied souls.
Most important of all—my enemy, my new friend—here is my hand, both hands, clean of propaganda, empty of deception, warmly open. More important than that—this is my face, my face without mask, my eyes to look into. I want… my Enemy, my Friend… I need to trust you, for you now, before it is too late, before it is later than the darkness, also, as well and equally, to trust me—to meet me on common ground. Outside of the cancer wards of power and back rooms of genocide and the cold crimes of hatred.
Let us now—now, which is always where we are—let us stop gnawing on the bitter roots of envy and vengeance. Let us stop feeding our innards on the poison fruits of the tree of Cain. But rather, let us answer for one another and say, “I give in peace and receive in peace. And war no more.”
David Sparenberg
*“Answers” was first written around 1984. It was published in TRANSNATIONAL PERSPECTIVES, Geneva, Switzerland, subsequently in THE NEW TIMES, Seattle. It was revised and reformatted on December 2, 2008.
At 11:42am on January 25, 2009, myron joshua said…
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You're very welcome
loving grandmother of a lovely child
dear sally,
t.u. so much for requesting my friendship - i will treasure urs.
wishing u have a gr8 weekend with lots of love, peace + hugs - namaste
irene
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Praise to the Great Spirit,
To the elusive
Creator and sustainer
Of all life on this planet,
The Earth.
We know that you are;
You see that we exist!
Have mercy on the living
And even greater
Mercy on the dead.
Have mercy on all souls
Of all creatures, created
And sustained, throughout
The universe, throughout
The cosmic-body, the whole
Miracle of life, the living
Reality: the network-webwork
Of infinite threads.
We affirm your Being
Through prayer
And acts of love,
Will you confirm
The vulnerability yet tenacity
Of our difficult becoming?
As we speak to you
In adoration,
Will you respond to us
Out of silence?
As we draw near and familiar,
Will you cross and end the distance
Between us, replacing
Separation with mending,
With healing?
In praise we gather
And nothing is hidden.
Emerge from hiding
And touch us
With your divine tenderness.
In tenderness
Let our hearts and souls,
Like nut fruits out of shells,
Be cracked and broken.
Praise
To the Great Spirit,
To the Holy Person,
Overseer of all persons;
To the Holy Self,
Who guides us with freedom
To choose peace and justice,
Not violence and vengeance;
To choose understanding
And compassion,
Not ignorance, rage
And blinding malice; to respect
The Earth
And protect from waste
And unwarranted destruction
The wonderment of abundance
And the diversity
Of our created home: third planet
In the system of the sun.
Have mercy on the living
And even greater
Mercy on the dead.
Have mercy on all souls
And bring us, with our
Fears and shadows, our thirst
And our hunger, our elders
And our children,
Into the lighted
Banquet halls of truth.
Many are the paths
To the center; many are the languages
Of redemptive revelation.
In praise we gather
And nothing is hidden.
Emerge from hiding
And touch us with your tenderness:
Your hands of intimacy,
Not the gloves of custom.
The root of all
Belief is compassion.
And tranquility is a garden
Feeding the souls
With evolution of freedom.
There is a deep democracy
Embedded in creation.
The root of all
Direction is compassion.
And trust is a candle of courage,
Beautiful
And as brilliant
As a new day sun.
What democracy is
Dawn to your soul?
What awareness drums
In the centerless circle
Of your heart?
Praise
To the Great Spirit,
Now and everlasting.
Have mercy on the living
-Sweet Dove of Now-
And even greater
Mercy on the dead.
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
Come be part of our group Gandhi, man of peaceThank you
http://www.ipeace.me/group/gandhimanofpeace
Namaste
Beyond the horizon
where naked skin of Earth
presses
naked skin of Sky
children of imagination are conceived
in intercourse of mystery.
Time curves…. Dragons
form circles
in bubbles of eternity.
The ageless shepherd of our shadows
enters the pasture
that was and was not green
before the birth of poetry. Dreamers
drunken in the breath
of dark divinity dream
in secret dramas of their souls. At
times wild cries out for wilderness.
Or meditations of a mountain’s crest
become light’s prayer
in hearts of darkness.
Creation consents…. Nomads
bearing gypsy tents
thirst for twilight. Ancient
fires in books of alchemy. Riddles
of each night. The longest
word in life… is “Yes.”
David Sparenberg
11 August 2009
MEDICINE DREAM
I have a dream:
at the center of the dream
is circling ocean
in the center of the ocean
is turtle island
at the center of the island
is vision mountain
in the center of the mountain
is healing crystal
at the center of the crystal
is sacred light
in the center of the light
i sit dreaming
I have a dream:
i dream i am a tree
my roots spread out
beside a place of water
in sunlight
my branches turn to fire
my leaves are prayers of smoke
my heart beats like a drum
inside a stone of power
I have a dream:
my dream is at the center
of great silence
here at the center
i sit dreaming
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
The expression
of the beautiful genius
opens like a wordless
rose
and clothes us
in the fumes
of paradise.
Somehow
when we are
listening to the wings
of crows and the
tender melodies
of elfin butterflies
we feel embraced
by the breath
of angels.
Beating
so softly, so
delicate-sweet that
velvet on a virgin’s
skin
might touch us
with an offering.
Though
we are there, out
in that other place
the familiar cup
of a summer’s rose
rises
from this ground
to kiss us
with the miracle
of its pouring passions.
And
we are downed
supine
into the common
haunting symbolum
of earth’s
dense mystery.
Though
not a single
word has swollen
to the lips
like a cherry
freshly swollen,
but the heavy
buzzing
of a working bee
lost
in the ecstasies
of pollen.
And
we are spellbound
and complete.
Like fruit.
Like garden.
David Sparenberg
You are the Enemy. We have hated, killed and died: our bodies muscled into postures of aggression, our minds imprisoned in incessant terror. We have engaged in slaughter across flaming deserts, in frozen wastelands; mutual destroyers, in burned out cities of smoldering rubble, in lifetimes of bloodshed, in eons of ashes.
Today I throw away my weapons. The systems are being dismantled; the machinery of madness is wrenched asunder. Are you hungry, my enemy? Here is food, my friend. Do you need shelter? Let us build together. How are you parents, your white haired elders? I can give medicine. What of your children, do they need education? We can teach stories; paint rainbow bridges of alternative directions; hand them a future free from the fears of our past, free from false answers.
Let us share this hour: speak quietly to one another, give the gift of unveiled glances; listen to heartbeats, raindrops of wonderment, mortal respiration. After so much terror, communion, communion like this; like softness of a kiss, like bread freshly baked and the simplicity of water; is refreshing, liberating our tortured, maimed and bloodied souls.
Most important of all—my enemy, my new friend—here is my hand, both hands, clean of propaganda, empty of deception, warmly open. More important than that—this is my face, my face without mask, my eyes to look into. I want… my Enemy, my Friend… I need to trust you, for you now, before it is too late, before it is later than the darkness, also, as well and equally, to trust me—to meet me on common ground. Outside of the cancer wards of power and back rooms of genocide and the cold crimes of hatred.
Let us now—now, which is always where we are—let us stop gnawing on the bitter roots of envy and vengeance. Let us stop feeding our innards on the poison fruits of the tree of Cain. But rather, let us answer for one another and say, “I give in peace and receive in peace. And war no more.”
David Sparenberg
*“Answers” was first written around 1984. It was published in TRANSNATIONAL PERSPECTIVES, Geneva, Switzerland, subsequently in THE NEW TIMES, Seattle. It was revised and reformatted on December 2, 2008.
You're very welcome
loving grandmother of a lovely child
dear sally,
t.u. so much for requesting my friendship - i will treasure urs.
wishing u have a gr8 weekend with lots of love, peace + hugs - namaste
irene
Thank you for your friendship;
Greetings from Izmir-TURKEY
www.comeniusforpeace.eu
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