Friday, October 2, 2026

HOW WILL WE BE REMEMBERED

 

 Sometimes we humans can be mystifyingly cruel…

it is our most bewildering abnormality

when we are heartless, prejudice, unaccepting, 

and treat others with self-righteous brutality.


Children being kidnapped…taken in a flash…

murdered…with no regard for human life…

then thrown away like trash,


Other children slain in their schools…lives taken in their early dawn

never knowing the life they might have lived…how far they might have gone. 


And it’s not just our children…we are cruel to people of all ages.

Families looking for freedom in our country are deported…and put in cages. 


People are bought and sold for sex…women are abused

Survivors of these tragedies…and the rest of us…

are left bewildered and confused.


We find this news when it reaches us…disgusting and and mind numbing…

but the atrocities, like Cornell University,

despite our sorrow…keep on coming.


Wars and hatred, genocide, mass murders… tyrants, oppressors, dictators

I can’t imagine this is the world imagined…by our gods and our creators.


I use to wonder why our all-loving Gods from wherever they are viewing…

haven’t used their powers to step in…when they see what we are doing.


I do not know the answer…although I am sadly filled with doubt

perhaps the Gods who created us…want us to figure it out.


Which makes me wonder…


Will this human society we’ve created be remembered

for the humans who these senseless acts of brutality…

so callously onto other humans drop them…


Or for those humans who stood by…

saw all these different forms of cruelty

and did nothing to try and stop them.


Tuesday, September 29, 2026

ANOTHER CHANCE

 

We have a chance each morning…

before we walk out our front door 

to be a better person…

than we were the day before…


Right away we notice…

when our feet first hit the floor

that we are a little different 

than we were the day before.


Certainly we’re one day older…

but there’s also something more…

more than just our age 

that makes us different than before.


Love and loss…victory and defeat…

we never know what’s in store

whatever happened yesterday…good or bad 

makes us a little different t

han we were the day before.


Each day brings with it new adventures…

each moment we’re awake

and we hope we learn as much from our successes 

as we do from our mistakes.


But on we go…we forge ahead…

out into the world we soar…

hoping today we are a little better 

than we were the day before.


Perhaps a little kinder, more compassionate, 

more accepting…and what’s more…

perhaps a little wiser t

han we were the day before.


If not…there is one consolation…

tomorrow…

when our feet first hit the floor

we’ll be given another chance 

to be a little better 

than we were the day before.


Sunday, September 27, 2026

HARVEST MOON

 

 I awoke from a dream early this morning,

stepped outside…was met by a cold autumnal breeze

and the glow of the harvest moon

over the mountains…peeking through the trees.


I was reminded of a legend

one with an indigenous theme

that…If for some reason you can’t sleep at night

It means you’re awake in someone else’s dream. 


If that was the case I stood in the cold…

enjoying the crickets nightly tune

and watched through the trees and over the mountains 

the setting of that harvest moon


I watched her shine her light across the sky…

watched her slowly drop…

watched her wave goodbye…

and dive behind the mountain top.


And I thought…


if I am awake in someone else’s dream

wherever they may be

there dream will be a beautiful dream

if they’re dreaming my reality.


Saturday, September 26, 2026

THE RAIN FLOWER

 

Many of the flowers of summer have departed with the cooler autumn looming

but standing proudly in our back yard…one hydrangea is still blooming.


From a large hydrangea shrub…one single bloom stands tall…. 

helping the colors of summer transition to the fall.


There is a Japanese legend which carries 

it’s own unique mystical power…

in this legend the hydrangea…

is known as the rain flower.


In a drought all the rain flowers were about to be lost

filling the countryside with fear…

until the entire collection was saved

by a young man’s single tear.


A tear that fell from his weeping eyes

into the wilted bloom of the flower everyone craved

and miraculously from that one tear…

every rain flower was saved.


I think about that legend…

think of its enchanting and magical power

As I sit on our porch enjoying the color

of this years last rain flower.


I feel lucky seeing the last rain flower of the season

standing tall and proud and blue…

witnessing her farewell performance

before she bids the fall adieu.


And when this final bloom is gone…

I’ll be looking forward to the spring

When…

the clouds send their tears down to where she is sleeping

and wake her up to bloom again.


Friday, September 25, 2026

HELLO TO GOODBYE

 

When looking love and beauty

and how in our life they may apply… 

we need to look no further 

than to every hello and goodbye.


When we witness the wonder of childbirth…

see a new life miraculously grow

we discover in that moment…

all the love and beauty 

there is in a hello.


When that baby joins his parents…

when two people become three

we discover over and over again…

the love and beauty of family.


When our family gathers together…

in that moment… 

and every moment after

we discover the beauty contained in a smile…

and the love there is in laughter. 


When we witness our family’s heartaches 

our hardships, sorrows and fears

we discover all the love and beauty 

embedded in shared tears.


And when we gather around a family member 

who is about to die…

we discover in those moments…

he love…

and the beauty…

of goodbye.


We are but temporary visitors here…

which means we need to try…

to find the love and beauty inherent

in every hello…

and goodbye.


Wednesday, September 23, 2026

OUR SHOULDERS

 

It’s remarkable the way the creators of our bodies found a way

to build a system of a trillion parts

that work together to keep us alive and well each day.


I was reminded of one of those trillion body parts

While babysitting our great-granddaughter…and I got to hold her.

There was a moment as we walked around 

when she laid her head upon my shoulder.


And I thought how our shoulders have a myriad of functions

as across our torsos they spread.

They are vital as more than a root system… for holding up our head.


To carry our burdens, our hopes and our dreams

and give our children a prominent place to ride

our shoulders must be powerful…

they must be strong and wide…


They must also be resilient and have a good memory  

to remind us when our children are older…

how it felt all those times when they were young

and they rode upon our shoulders.


They must be soft and inviting…

a welcoming place for friends and family to cry on

and when we fall asleep with a baby in our arms

a comfortable place to lie on.


Of the trillions of parts our body has…

that work together to keep us alive and well…

holding our great-granddaughter in my arms I wondered…

of all the stories these old shoulders of mine could tell.


These are some of the thoughts

while babysitting Violet…and I got to hold her

that surfaced in the moment

she laid her head upon my shoulder.