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"The Fisherman"
Mala Wharf
Lahaina,
Maui, Hawaii
c 2004 Joel E. Timmins
The Mind Would Know
THE MIND WOULD KNOW
Thirstily the mind seeks knowledge of It's Self;
The heart....understanding. In silent darkness waiting,
Some glimpse of Truth awkening...some dimension,
To
orient to center, so to reveal to me,
My heart's intention.
Upon what alter is my heart's intention
placed?
What pitifully weak and desperate motive
Unforgivingly hides,
Beneath the splendid foliage here...
That I would hope stay hidden!?
What impoverished, grasping,
Futile path have I chosen, and
Pompously
parade about in...!
I persist, as if my self deceit
Is invisible to others...though
All can see thru
the flimsy facade I place,
As a brace, against the fierce wind
That penatrates...my unadorned disgrace:
The
icy, unloving, unforgiving face...
Is it really mine?
Is it madness then one finally sees, not Grace Divine...
Not infinite wisdom, but finite fanaticism!??
We are truly, the "poorest of the poor",
Destined to repeat
in endless cycles,
Through rain hail, cloud and snow...
Until we give it up to knowing...that Love
Is
the wild fruit that grows within the heart....
The ancient fruit, that inspires humanity to embark
On a path that
meanders and windes...
Embodying a teaching, that is flexible and wise.
Such things, the mind would know.
Nuclear Winter
NUCLEAR WINTER
What will become of Man...?
Who will survive?....as
Massive
ice sheets melt and
Huge Ice storms arize?
Ancient Elders from the Dawn of Man,
Knew this truth of truths,
that
All beings have a hand
In maintaining Sky and Land...
Just through our Patience,
Love...and Understanding.
So close to understanding,
Yet unable to turn the key,
The mystery of liberation lies,
Just beyond
our reach
Technology itself, cannot, improve upon
The infinite perfection still existing.
So can we expect... our
great distinction to be....
That, we create....our own extinction?!
Nuclear Winter, our death
wish come true....
We'll see in a decade...though we begged you
(in the 60's) Not prove it!
But
ears couldn't hear, what the heart doesn't feel,
So plunging ahead, creating upheaval...
Who can defend
us from our very own demons?!
In our arrogant desperation, so cleverly defending
Our biologic and mechanical
creations,
We're denying every clue that Nature sends.
By mirroring our own extreme behavior,
She wrents
and rages to protend disfavor,
Our our outrageous posturing spends,
Her loving patience, to a brutal end....
What were we thinking....What shall we do?
Can we ever recover.....we...the generation of
Well meaning,
but irreverent fools...!?
Even in Dreams
EVEN IN DREAMS
Awakening reluctantly in the muffled
Anguished groaning of my mind.
Alone...rembling in confusion,
Where is the song for which I long;
Instead, this anxiety and delusion.
Awaakening uneasily from the shattering
Battering, fracturing of my dreams;
Running, stumbling....hiding
In
the chilling moonless fright;
Calling on Saints and lost loved ones of old
To deliver me from myself this night.
I was dreaming of escape...
Of liberation; dreaming of being...loved,
Not having to apologize for being
alive.
Confronted, striking my tormentors back,
I "feel" the wound inflicted
As if I'd struck
myself!
Nauseated, I crawl away to hide....
Dragging my shame, I cry....
There is no victory in revenge,
Only more loss...even in dreams,
And the shameful haunting....knowing,
That now, the heart is stained,
And
no matter how one scrubs,
One cannot wash away....a dream.
"Leaping Dolphin at Dawn"
Lahaina,
Maui, Hawaii
c 2003 Joel E. Timmins
Broken
Beginning Again
Free
The Mind
In Dreams
"Sunset Cruise"
Lahaina,
Maui, Hawaii
c2003 Joel E.Timmins
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