Simply Love One Another
Dennis c Wheeler, 2006
Through years of storied prophets
In every religion known to man
The license of behavior draws
A craftiness of what you can.
The simpleness of love each other
Fights against the grain,
No matter what religion says
Instinct fights this bold refrain.
From early on the echo chills
The encounters of the soul,
Simply love one another
Stretches instinct to the bone…
Yet storied prophets tell the tales
Of the power held by love
And the foolishness of kingdoms lost
For the test of trusting guns…
So I will add my name to those
Who prophesied the dream,
That love one another
Is not such a complicated scheme…..
From me: Songs of Honour, Nobler House April 3, 2006
I don’t much remember growing gray,
It just happened when I wasn’t paying enough attention.
But I don’t much care for graying.
Coloring the gray doesn’t change the aging
But the aging can color the attitude, and the attitude colors the living.
I think that the pinnacle of wisdom is when graying enhances ones attitude
Rather than darkens it.
The truth is that it should be one’s goal to spend as much time graying as possible.
The longer one is graying, the more life one is living.
The more time we spend in graying the more opportunity we are being given
To correct the courses of our journey.
A time to every season should celebrate every day that is spent in graying.
Every day that is spent in graying represents another day that we have been given to experience the adventure that is living.
Life and the living of its moments is the adventure and the purpose of our existence.
Who will cross my path today whom I can help?
Who will appreciate my smile and my laugh?
Who will achieve that goal that has been intertwined with mine within this dynamic called living?
And who will I meet today who will lend me another color to add to the palette of my painting?
Somewhere in the graying reside the building blocks of my life.
Each little stubble of gray houses the colors of my living that has brought me to this place in my life.
Those patches of gray that color my head and face are flashes of the Rainbows of my existence. Rather than being the absence of the color of my youth they are the inevitable trophies of the artistry of GOD.
It is merely my eyes that deceive.
As the graying presents its rainbow of wisdom my mind sees not the colors of a life that has been filled with adventure but rather a struggle that has consumed my resources.
That subtle transformation of graying is only the result of a mixing of the spectrum of colors of a life bred of challenges accepted and of choices born of faith and driven by a force within that refuses to give up. The graying of my life is not the absence of color but represents a palette of experiences in the spectrum of the universe.
Were one able to view inside the gray, the vividness of the colors there would blind the eyes and stir the soul. Inside the gray are the treasures beyond measure and gifts yet to be opened. It should be my desire that I have twice as many days of gray for the true joy of the graying has been the painting of the picture, and may the picture of my life be far from complete. May the chapters be many and may the miles ahead be as plentiful as the miles of the past.
You should hide your eyes, my friend, for the colors of my gray are bright indeed and the palette of my painting is only beginning to be populated. dw
It seems so very natural
To spend my time with you
To take your hand and walk along
The pathway just us two
Living moments as if hours
Living months in single days
Spirits dancing now together
After lifetimes lived away.
You have come to share through others
And found the circumstance not right
And now it seems we’ve found a time
To turn darkness into light.
We have journeyed over lifetimes
And have finally found the one
That turns sorrows into gladness
And the mundane into fun…
Isn’t it wonderful…..
dw (from 2005)
Notes on My Hip Replacement Surgery
I sit and think with my mind at ease
To bring forth a rhyme as I wish to please
Those friends of mine who have made the day
A helpful and a caring one with encouragement and prayers to say.
The surgery went quickly and found many unaware,
But they found the phone and texted me from their concern to share
The challenges are common to many of them here
The told me of their challenges in conditions similar.
A hip or two or something else, a relative or a friend,
It all came out so very well and will do so in the end.
You will see me walking down the street and maybe stop and chat
The firm resolve to move ahead and take not one step back,
For their stories gave encouragement through frustration and some pain
That the choice I made to swap a part for a new one was not insane.
So I encourage any of you who have questions or some doubt,
Listen to those voices that GOD will direct to find your heart,
And before the days have much moved past the goal that you had set
You will tell the stories that becomes another’s encouragement.
Thanks to all of you and have a great day.