A Golden Age, On Paths of Light poem

We’re going to take a brief break from the retelling of my epic West Coast adventure. Instead, I’d like to share with you the 3rd in a series of poems that started with the “Ode to the Travelling Soul” poem.

Inspiration hit me over the head this time, and this 3rd poem picks right up where the 2nd one, called “A Flash of Newfound Zen”, left off. Perhaps it’s partially inspired by my recent research into the Mayan Calendar and the auspicious times we’re in. Or mayhaps it’s simply a mysterious wave of intuition. Maybe.

In either case, it’s amazing to me to think that it’s been just over two years since I wrote “Newfound Zen”; but, as you know, time can be deceiving. This poem takes on a more triumphant feeling than the 2nd; and it feels like it may be the conclusion to this particular series of poems.

But who knows, it may yet continue.

As to the final meaning of this particular chapter, I leave that up to you.

Escape the zoo we will, my friend
Before it burns, before it dies
Before the Dark consumes it whole
Transcend we will, among the Wise

Among the Wise on Paths of Light
We shall ascend on heightened song
Erasing every screaming trap
Transcending each projected wrong

Never again shall we feel pain
The strangling force of lethal traps
They’ll never grasp another star
The mindless evil has collapsed

Therefore rejoice, beloved ones!
Our common love shall heal our scars
A Golden Age is starting now
Meeting ourselves among Stars

You were Always Truly Safe poem

Today I’d like to share with you something a bit different than I’ve published on this site in a while. Instead of highlighting some aspects of a Place Worth Visiting, I’d like to share with you something I wrote a few days ago (entirely on my iPod touch, I might add) while I was making my way up to Boston. You see, I’m still in travel mode for a while longer, and this limits the time I have to focus solely on writing.

However, with the time I do have, I wrote this short poem I call “Truly Safe”.

When you feel the storm swiftly coming
When you hear wolves howling nearby
Do not fear
Do not cry
For there are greater sounds beyond your ears
And greater sights beyond your eyes

When you see giant waves approach your shore
When the earth fragments beneath your feet
Do not fret
Do not weep
For there is greater stability beyond the Earth
And in truth you were asleep

When you journey far beyond to distant lands
You need not worry about your plans
Someday you’ll awake to realize
That all along
As you marvelled at how the Universe expands
You were always safe
Truly Safe
Cupped in the palm
Of your Creator’s hands