the path to enlightenment

the leaves are getting thicker on the ground,
making piles to play in.

they are a deep crimson-tinged yellow.

the air is cold and dry.

the night is clear tonight
and the sky is bespeckled with shooting stars.

their frequency is great, their brightness even greater.

one drew directly overhead, in the skyward distance, grand,
serene

another shot so near and so powerful
like a cosmic stun gun

one rained — fell fast
at the mention of heaven

and many more arced, in general agreement,
and expression of
the metta:verse.

with clarity and powerful voice,
sometimes sung and sometimes whispered,
nature communicates an intricate tale of
vast beauty,
profound sorrow,
and great love.

there is a notion in her breeze
which calls us to our higher selves,

beckoning every citizen of earth together
with a voice infinitely more powerful
than that of evil

we are at a party
all listening to a beautiful song
when ocassionally an inconsiderate drunkard named War is yelling out,
getting more attention than he deserves.

next to these stars, and next to these leaves
he seems so pathetic

but with my heart open and my mind aware,

the victims of war are but beside me
as conduits for my suffering
as i am for their bliss.

true peace i have found
by simply choosing it
by listening more to the music and less to the drunkard,

a peace which grows
as humanity evolves
beyond its
adolescence.

here’s to the kootenay autumn,
and to what beauty you have chosen to surround yourself with.

may we live in true bliss
at one with all.

nature, revolution

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i give thanks for this moment

i give thanks for food

i give thanks for the warmth

i give thanks for the dogs

i give thanks for the sun

i give thanks for the houseplants

i give thanks for the flying birds

i give thanks for the swaying elm trees

i give thanks for adventure

i give thanks for Rik

i give thanks for Sonja

i give thanks for Mary Jo

i give thanks for Diane

i give thanks for sarahmaya

i give thanks for Jesus

i give thanks for my mom

i give thanks for my dad

i give thanks for carmen

i give thanks for kosta

i give thanks for ancient greek mythology as told by mathias

i give thanks for my blood.

i give thanks for the path that i am blessed to travel upon

i give thanks for being invited to dinner tonight

i give thanks for the crackle of fire

i give thanks for the rustle of autumn leaves

i give thanks for my new purple truck.

i give thanks for ginger

i give thanks for mushrooms

i give thanks for marijuana

i give thanks for sipping tea with my friends

i give thanks for ecstatic commune.

i give thanks for progressive film

i give thanks for spicey music

i give thanks for digital enhancements

i give thanks for psychedelia

i give thanks for satire and humour

i give thanks for a good book.

i give thanks for the maya

i give thanks for the carnivorous cat that sits at the gates

of Eden.

i give thanks for the egyptians

i give thanks for the pleiadians

i give thanks for the sirians

i give thanks to Shiraz, the poet and my namesake

i give thanks to Rumi

i give thanks to Gibran for squeezing wisdom from the cloth of God and letting it drip on the pages of the Prophet.

i give thanks to Daniel and Brian

i give thanks to the friendly people at the party on Saturday night.

i give thanks to my grandparents

i give thanks to my ancestors

i give thanks to Prophet Muhammed (peace be upon him)

i give thanks to Muhammed’s wives.

i give thanks to feminism

i give thanks to femininity

i give thanks to the intellect

i give thanks to the body

i give thanks to the soul

i give thanks to the sky

i give thanks to the indigenous peoples of north america

finally, i give thanks to the colonialists, the dictators, the killers, and George Bush,

for doing at least what they thought was right

may they stand corrected.

may Love Prevail.

Amen

love

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