Where are You? – poem by OTL

Where are you

          When I need ?

          When I ache ?

          When I hurt ?

You always seem to be into me

                                   Day or night,

When you need a friend.

How about me?

I turn to you

          For a simple visit

          A simple phone call.

You don’t hear me,

Crying inside

          For love,

          For help,

          For healing.

Had our friendship

                         Never been ?

Was it me loving you,

                        Nothing more ?

I have the feeling

          I was loving,

          But no one returned.

poem – OTL  

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Be Still – – – and Know

 

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My Final Days – poem by OTL

“So old so soon,

                    so smart so late.”

I remember my grandfather saying those words to me one afternoon when I was a child of five.  Those words have been in my mind since that day.  They move in the shadows between so many thoughts.   – – Thinking of him, now thinking of me.

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As a child when I heard my grandfather make that statement,

I really had no idea what he meant.

                                          – – – only knew he was now old.

As a man now having reached his sixties,

        I understand – well,

        very well,

Their meaning.

I have had experiences

        Wonder

        Adventure

        Learning

        Achievement

        Struggles and failures

        Pain

        Growth and success

        Embarrassment

        Even shame

        Self discovery

True sense of my true self.

I have part of the answer to the question –

Who am I?

I am blessed.

I am gifted.

An eternal learner.

An eternal student of life,

        With much more

        Yet to discover

        Yet to learn

        Yet to embrace.

However, even this day well before my last,

I can stand “grounded”.

I look back over many years of life.

I have a history.

With that history

               I look forward to the next chapters of this life

               However many may yet be left.

That I don’t know,

Nor ever will.

Only after I pass, will others be able to tell you.

Now standing here,

At the head of “my parade”

Built upon the richness that all of my personal history affords me,

        The paths I have walked,

        The miles I have traveled,

        The energy of the universe

                    Urges me

                              To be a contributor,

                              An active participant,

                              A co-creator,

                                       of my remaining days.

And so – I commit.

Poem by – – OTL 8.16.12

Be Still – – – and Know

 

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“a good time” – reflection

“We’re not here for a long time,

                         we’re here for a good time!”

REFLECTION:

How would you define – “a good time”?

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What words does this photo “speak” to you?  –  Within you?

About you?    About how you live?    About how you spend your time?

About your past hopes & dreams?    About your plans for the future?

About the beauty you have experienced,

                           and the beauty you want to experience – in your life?

What are you doing to make all of that happen?

Be Still – – – and Know

 

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Old Age – – thoughts by Epicurus

From the ancient Greek, Epicurus, there is his delicious dictum:

“It is not the young man who should be considered fortunate but the old man who has lived well, because the young man in his prime wanders much by chance, vacillating in his beliefs, while the old man has docked in the harbor, having safeguarded his true happiness.”

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REFLECTION

What thoughts does the quotation from Epicurus bring to our mind?

About you?    About how you live?    About how you spend your time?

About your past hopes & dreams?    About your plans for the future?

About the beauty you have experienced,

                         and the beauty you want to experience – in your life?

About your search for true happiness?

What are you doing to make all of that happen?

Be Still – – – and Know

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