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Retired from 10 years in the Canadian Navy, and 28 years in the Canadian Diplomatic Service, with postings in Beijing, Mexico City, Sri Lanka, Romania, Abu Dhabi, Guyana, Ireland, Trinidad, and, last but not least, India.

Wednesday, 22 January 2020

The Sentinel




It stood,
as duty
demanded.
The timeline
stretched
back                            back                     back
to verdant,
to other
times.

It stood,
as mute
witness
to devastation.
Time changed,
and millennia
became centuries
became decades
became years.

The sentinel
witnessed
those fleeting
those tragic
those final
moments,
until it fell,
and
      the
           timeline


ceased.

Constellations



Each point of light
a sparkling memory
brightening existential night.
Friends and foe,
and nemeses abound,
in a shimmering cosmic glow.

Family, present and past,
brighten our galaxy
with loving stellar cast.
Memories of pain
eclipsed by love,
sparkle again and again.

These twinkling recollections
guide us through the dark
with the warmth of our reflections.
One wonders if they will be gone,
in the rapidly encroaching
inevitability of dawn.

Tuesday, 21 January 2020

The Web



A captive there,
compelled to stay,
transfixed by arachnid multi-gaze,
he could not look away.

Vibrations spoke
with eternity’s voice,
and a frozen calm
removed all choice.

Here, then,
at the very end of time,
his reality
is symmetry,
is perfection of design,
and the final beauty
of each moment.

Thursday, 16 January 2020

Stepping Back




It is easy to become involved,
but hard to step away
from something important to you
that you encounter every day.
With deeper contemplation
confusion simply grows,
and your cognitive dissonance                                         Free from emotional baggage;
offers credence to your foes.                                         away from conditioned response,                                                                                                       truth has a way of illuminating,
Remove yourself from the burden:                                           and of changing
step back and look away.                                                          all who can see.
Find a light and happy place,
and forget the eternal fray.
Free from constant involvement,
logic will weave its spell
and the sudden light will clarify
the shadows, dark and fell.

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