Of Words, Threads, and a Tapestry Perceived

by SprinklinThoughts

I’ve been a clown, fool, thief,
a whore & too much other more…
in each I thought I was and should be
doing the right thing for sure.

Found later that I was wrong…
so hesitate to speak at all,
yet of what use experience
if it trues not a mind or heart?

I suppose what helped me some,
though sometimes late,
as I saw a folly in my ways
then did I willingly change.

Now here I sit stand am
after six decades & more
wondering just what it is
should I stop start doing furthermore.

In any discussion
of things to do or ways to be
each person, a beautiful one,
has own personal views, shining.

Every one was created
and every one breathes…
every one has an issue
and every one has a point…

In a way, or more,
every one is right,
but in ways single or multiple
each of us is also wrong.

All covet to one extent or another;
greater or smaller matters not,
for any degree taints
thoughts, desires, and deeds.

Meanwhile, some believe not in God,
whose existence can be known,
and because of this,
another moral compass points not true north.

These two (not alone) seeds of error
grow into various disparate (or desperate?) difficulties
such as corruption, lying, violence, murder,
pain, suffering, pollution, disease.

The reasons for and causes of
what are proverbially called (these or those) “sins”,
are often covered over or justified by other seeds
‘necessity’, ‘profit’, ‘allegiance’, ‘duty’, ‘defense’.

If but one bad trait, mine or yours,
we were to propagate
unto earth’s inhabitants every one
what result would we see?

In all this, it takes not much to discern
that things are seriously messed up,
and there is a great need for me you us
to Lovingly correct our part in the wrong.

And this that then is the real deal.

Questions & answers
of what, where, when, who, how, or why
can be asked and answered properly
by any who seek, question, and perceive.

Though each of us
is unique and upon a unique path
we also are as one,
as individual plants are one species.

Like other living things beings
we wish to survive and grow
and have some fun in between,
furthering us furthermore as one.

Just as we are many
the answers are many,
but just as we are one
the answer too is one.

The answer, like a coin,
has two sides: stop/start…
stop with the sin and
start with Love, of not sin.

One bad habit at a time
change to good;
I you her him, as individuals,
and us as a group.

Good habits cultivate
so to survive, to be happy,
to live, to let live,
to Love, to let Love.

Discernment deep
of own thoughts deeds and habits
is what’s required;
moral compass points the way.

Because we want to be free
so should we not make tell others
what to do or who to be,
for if they aren’t free, how are we?

Yet where evil is, does, goes
we can, should, must
not contribute, not partake
in any, even small, way.

As no life can live
without nourishment
so deny the evil, starve it
and it will cease to be.

Light the Light instead.

If every one walked away
who would be left
to feed the beast,
to do the hurt or dismay?

Light the Light instead.

Some, perhaps many, would say
the battle against enmity
must be fought and must be won
by such of who may be bound or found.

If so, then consider that perchance
these are ones who weed,
sent to clear the garden park
of life denying evil and other debris.

Remember, as individual or group,
to harm another life, in any way,
is a grave undertaking in the least,
even if done only to survive.

Also there may be those
who would join with the evil
to mislead and do harm,
to cause pain as they please.

To these a warning sounds,
become aware now
for the gardener’s weeder warriors
are sent to do what they do best.

Still others sit upon the fence
not choosing which to be
little realizing fence’s edge, can be razor sharp,
as separates one side from the other.

Within all, do feel and heed the need
live well rightly, pure and holy,
with wisdom, compassion,
and a generous Love of All.

Remember always
acknowledge Giver of the Gift,
by which it is that we can be are grow…
it’s the polite thing to do after all.

This that then is a tapestry described & perceived,
threads of what is was could yet be,
the wherefore and the why, without and within,
moment of Life Love Breath, of Be and Become.

M

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