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Wednesday 14 February 2018

A Monster Passing By



Remember oh so long ago,
in childhood’s autumn nights,
the strange noises that would start
when Mum turned out the lights.
With head under the covers
you did not dare to cry,
lest you should be heard
by a monster passing by.

Lost and confused as a young adult, 
with home so far away,
your soul would despair and ache,
and remember a better day.
At times you almost reached the end,
but gave it another try,
conquering that primal fear
of a monster passing by.

Today we are overwhelmed and smothered,
a devolved species gone insane:
with hate, war, and corporate greed,
can peace and love come again?
Now is the time to make our stand,
win or lose, we have to try
to turn, face, and confront
our monster passing by.

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The Ancient Hippie

The Ancient Hippie
Natraj dances with us all.

Welcome, and Namaste

Greetings fellow travellers,

For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.

As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.

May your Dharma be clear

Peace

"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."


Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream