pop's poetry

Category: philosophy

  • end of the republic

    What comes next
At the end of our Republic
Calmer minds need to guide
As this slow dissolution
Plays out in front of us all
What comes next
When this Republic fails
Eaten away by the differences
Rusted by lies sold as truth
Amplified by our connectedness
What comes next
After the final Republic breath
Its heartbeat races too fast
In fear of the other
Soon to finally rupture
What comes next
Will not look like this Republic
The world is waiting to see
As are the children
Whose only hope is peace

  • the death of eternity

    When eternity dies
We must seek out wisdom
Present justice is elevated
Legacy becomes paramount
When eternity dies
Peace can be conceived
Hope will be in the present
Faith grows from knowledge
Love is formed from inside out
When eternity dies
Today is reborn

  • middle

    It’s not a race
The finish isn’t the goal
The journey is the end
And the beginning
The Tao says the walls
Of a house are only important
To create the empty space
Where life can happen
To keep out the weather
Is important, but without
The empty space
A house would be a rock
Life and Love are the same
The beginning and end
Exist only to create
The marvelous middle
To put focus on destinations
Loses sight of the now
Being present
Is all that really matters
It’s not a race
The finish is not the goal
Our journey is the end
And the beginning

  • reaping and sowing

    You Reap what you Sow
What a wonderful concept to live by
Karma is not a bitch
rather mischaracterized
It’s a lifelong pursuit of the
Good
True
Beautiful
Planting these firmly in good soil
Along your path
Beside the way
The sprouts of your journey
You may never see
Those who follow behind will reap the
Benefit
Fruit
Harvest
Results from the life you lead
Among your friends
Within your family
They Reap what you Sow
For a wonder full future world

  • true zen

    Not mystical,
Finding the true self
Is as common as breathing
Not spiritual,
Seeing the ultimate
Is as normal as walking
Not enlightening,
Being instead of doing
Is as ordinary as bathing
In the commonplace
There is serenity
The everyday even mind