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poem: from human suffering comes collaborative strength and solidarity
poem: from human suffering comes
collaborative strength and solidarity
allowing pain to strengthen and heal you
is to share the connection and strength
of solidarity with other human suffering by singing together from our woundedness
meaning is given to our and others stories
by becoming a corroborative voice lifting all up beloved fellow voices in the mercy choir
let us join together singing
our prophetic laments and soothing psalms remembering the most precious gift we can give
another is our presence and attention here and now
belonging together in in authentic healing communities Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 5, 2021 images: Savasana Chakra Garden by Kimberly Russick,
photo of Savasana Class unattributed Authors note: Savasana is a healing Hatha Yoga posture of
deep relaxation between sleep and wakefulness. It is also
called the corpse pose. By entering this deep meditative
state of nidra consciousness we can reach higher stages
of well being that relieve stress and result in wholeness
and healing. Savasana is usually taught and practiced
as the last posture in yoga classes and with the guidance
of the instructor can be transformative.
is to share the connection and strength
of solidarity with other human suffering by singing together from our woundedness
meaning is given to our and others stories
by becoming a corroborative voice lifting all up beloved fellow voices in the mercy choir
let us join together singing
our prophetic laments and soothing psalms remembering the most precious gift we can give
another is our presence and attention here and now
belonging together in in authentic healing communities Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 5, 2021 images: Savasana Chakra Garden by Kimberly Russick,
photo of Savasana Class unattributed Authors note: Savasana is a healing Hatha Yoga posture of
deep relaxation between sleep and wakefulness. It is also
called the corpse pose. By entering this deep meditative
state of nidra consciousness we can reach higher stages
of well being that relieve stress and result in wholeness
and healing. Savasana is usually taught and practiced
as the last posture in yoga classes and with the guidance
of the instructor can be transformative.
poem: the importance of wildflowers
poem: the importance of wildflowers
the wildflowers this Spring,
with the frequent rain,
are bountiful in the
low, marshy bottom land
near the creek offering showy
super cluster
their colorful and vibrant tableau
attracting the pollinators,
supporting complex ecosystems
in our great nest of being
all interconnected
their simple beauty appealing
to our human eye and soul,
perhaps one may be forgiven
a small fresh sprig pinched
for their beloveds cap, their face
all aglow
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 3, 2021
photos by Herb Stone
photos by Herb Stone
haiku: cosmic experience
haiku: cosmic experience
in times of union
bridging all separation
self melts into light Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 2, 2021 photo by Herb Stone
‘Sun Breaking through on the Beach’
bridging all separation
self melts into light Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 2, 2021 photo by Herb Stone
‘Sun Breaking through on the Beach’
quote: choosing for the way of the True Self’s nature
poem: the Wren Songs and the Wiggle Bottoms
poem: the Wren Songs and the Wiggle Bottoms
my dependable companions
appear each morning this Spring
outside the patio doors
where I write upon arising early the mother wren and her companion,
aka the Wren Songs,
her song of three to four notes
filling the air the rabbit couple,
aka the Wiggle Bottoms,
darting and rollicking on the lawn
before the ‘lil woods mom Wren Song begins her busy day
of feeding her nestlings
atop the hook pole, insect in beak,
with a swoop to the nest inside the old grill the Wiggle Bottoms appear to burrow
in the hedgerow at the property line,
they gyrate, kicking and jumping,
then suddenly flop down nibbling the clover these my trusty companions
close by each day
their company delightful
singing, feeding, darting, nibbling Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 29, 2021
appear each morning this Spring
outside the patio doors
where I write upon arising early the mother wren and her companion,
aka the Wren Songs,
her song of three to four notes
filling the air the rabbit couple,
aka the Wiggle Bottoms,
darting and rollicking on the lawn
before the ‘lil woods mom Wren Song begins her busy day
of feeding her nestlings
atop the hook pole, insect in beak,
with a swoop to the nest inside the old grill the Wiggle Bottoms appear to burrow
in the hedgerow at the property line,
they gyrate, kicking and jumping,
then suddenly flop down nibbling the clover these my trusty companions
close by each day
their company delightful
singing, feeding, darting, nibbling Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 29, 2021
haiku: transported being
haiku: transported being
concerns melt away
stepping into empyrean
leaving it at that
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 28, 2021
photos by Herb Stone
“Elysian Fields”
poem: your creation goes out into the world
poem: your creation goes out into the world
having the creative urge and vision
to write a book is like
carrying and birthing a baby
writing the book, editing, rewriting
is like raising your child
and teaching it all you know
publishing the book
is the rude awakening the child is grown
and now must leave the shelter of home
now realizing you have done all you could,
infusing your love, authenticity, and truth,
your creation must travel afar on its own path
one hopes to hear good news on the journey,
standing on its own, now belonging to the world,
beyond our protection
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 26, 2021
photo by Herb Stone
‘My book comes to visit’
poem: the hermit of bird heaven thinks of Siddhartha Gautama
poem: the hermit of bird heaven
thinks of Siddhartha Gautamawhen the hermit
of bird heaven
leaves his modest abode
on the high hill
thinks of Siddhartha Gautamawhen the hermit
of bird heaven
leaves his modest abode
on the high hill
he thinks of
Siddhartha Gautama
leaving his father’s palace
for the first time
witnessing the human
suffering and injustice
just outside the king’s
huge estate gate
Prince Siddhartha upon seeing
an old person, an ill person,
a corpse, and an ascetic,
is shocked by the suffering
as is the hermit upon seeing
the homeless couple
seated in folding lawn chairs
at the interstate off ramp
it is obviously their home
in the bare dirt on the road side
littered with plastic for protection
and their few belongings
Siddhartha never returns home,
continuing on the archetypal
journey we must all take someday,
he becomes a spiritual devote, then teacher
we, propelled by our own human curiosity,
wanting to know the full story and full truth,
for ourSelf, must also leave the privilege
and comfort of our protective ego and home
thus journeying into the shadows
in a pathless land finding our own way,
solitary pilgrims doing the hard work
finding our story and truth for ourSelves
awakening
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 24, 2021
image ‘Buddha Under the Bodhi Tree’
from Self Help Robot
Author’s note: Siddhartha Gautmama
is the name of the human who became the
Buddha. In Sanskrit, the name means
“one who has found the meaning of existence.”
Quote: “Our Earth Home….”
