poem: Thanksgiving passes, Winter Solstice nears, Advent begins (via negativa)

The Season of Advent Begins
Pregnant with Anticipation

poem: Thanksgiving passes,
Winter Solstice nears,
Advent begins (via negativa)

and now the family Thanksgiving
bountiful feast has been eaten
and the days revelry abated
( the dominant culture’s lies
about its oppression of the Native
American’s laid bare)

entering the liminal space
of late Autumn’s cold, short days,
the Winter Solstice nears
(the dominant culture’s
Black Friday and pre-Christmas
buying frenzy muted)

preparing ourselves through
deep reflection and contemplation
in our stillness and quietude
(the dominant culture’s frenetic
holiday festivities and prideful hail fellow
well met transmuted)

coming into the Advent season of the
coming of the Universal Cosmic Christ
and its call to “the high price of full
consciousness” (the dominant culture’s
distortions of Santa Claus and the churches’
sentimental baby Jesus plays notwithstanding)

Christ consciousness incarnate
Jesus is Lord, Come Lord Jesus
(not the dominant culture’s current day
Caesar of power, control, and violence,
but Christ with us in the neighborly
community of the Kin-dom)

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
November 28, 2021

Image by Matthias Stromer
‘Annunciazone’

Author’s note: My poem is meant to
convey the story of Universal Cosmic Christ
consciousness breaking into the worldy
human empires of the many Caesar’s and
their power, control, violence, and oppression.
As a universal cosmic, spiritual story, it extends
beyond the institutional Christian church and is
available to everyone regardless of personal
religious beliefs. It becomes part of the human
story of spiritual growth towards True Self and
belonging in Authentic Community together.
The quote in stanza four is from Richard Rohr.)

poem: the elderly couple at the mall

poem: the elderly couple at the mall

the beaming elderly couple
urgently shuffle directly towards us
as we make our way through
the crowded mall

holding my wife’s hand,
she with her cane,
people jostling us
this way and that

me thinking:
do we know this couple,
what huge smiles they have,
hope they stay on their feet

the elderly man holding his wife’s tiny hand
looks at me with prophetic eyes
and declares “Never stop holding her hand”
to which I empathically reply, “Never!”

now, his words disconnected,
saying “Youngsters,” referring to us
and “Sixty-nine years” referring
to how long they have been married

and I reply “Fifty”
as we have just celebrated
our Golden Anniversary
a few days before

now two old couples beaming,
holding hands, knowing long life love filled,
shuffle off our separate ways
disappearing into the day’s babel

love is patient, love is kind,
it is not envious, boastful, arrogant, or rude,
it rejoices in the truth; bears, believes, hopes,
and endures all things; love never ends

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
November 19, 2021

photo by jem vistaprint
“still in love”

Author’s note: The last stanza paraphrases
1 Corinthians 13: 4-8, The Gift of Love.


poem: a paean for senescence

poem: a paean for senescence

our growing older
is not a linearity starting here, ending there,
not a timeline from beginning to end,
not a simple chronological
counting of the years

to be sure there
are circles, loops, and spirals,
bardos, gaps, and liminal spaces,
and ones functional/dysfunctional
life experiences

and of course
in our aging
one is vulnerable
to life’s foibles and frailties
which we must suffer

thus in our senescence
we prepare,
countering bitterness with beauty,
hopelessness with creative imagination,
infirmity with wholeness

embodying a faith that sustains us
for those unseen things yet to come
in our Cosmic journey home
in the truth of the Universal Oneing
of consciousness human and divine

being gentle with those things
unsettled in our heart and soul
knowing our cries, laments, and joys
are heard, and there is place of radical grace
and love that perennially longs for us

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
November 11, 2021

‘Spiral of Life’ art image by Susan Bruck

poem: your love across the universe

poem: your love across
the universe

a world full
of thrones and rocks
will reek its pain

and we imperfect beings
are perfectly susceptible
to its suffering

extant suffering
which must not be
ignored, denied, or fetishized

but to which we must
respond with the ability
to listen and learn its hard lessons

lessons of paradoxical tensions
capable of leading us to
healing, transformation, and growth

that the beauty of life
always returns to us
in its creative expression

recalling a poems words,
the autumns golden light,
your love across the universe

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
November 7, 2021

photos by author

Authors note: Autumn’s golden
light from my front door, poems
from my recently published book
of poetry, and my love of the
universe, my wife, Cathey.

poem: the spiritual renaissance will not be social media-lized

poem: the spiritual renaissance
will not be social media-lized 

the spiritual renaissance
will not be social-media-lized,
televised, publicized,
or evangelized 

the renaissance will occur
in the consciousness of humans,
in their mutual relationships,
together in authentic communities 

preparing, the mind in revolt
questions everything
we have been taught
by the oppressive, dominant culture 

practicing, turning within and opening
to the Dharma, the Universal Truth,
as expressed through one’s True Self,
one is transformed and transforming 

participating, our hearts open to Love,
no fear, no fences, no fooling,
eschewing power over control of others,
uniting together as One 

personal and collective consciousness
evolving to the Omega Point,
coalescing into neighborly communities,
walking one another home in True Belonging 

spiritual and human,
as above, so below,
biosphere, noosphere,
Cosmic consciousness, mystical union

Alpha and OmegaTat Tvam Asi, Thou Art That

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
October 30, 2021

image unattributed

Author’s note: The poem’s title is a play upon Gil Scott-Heron’s spoken word poem: The Revolution Will Not Be Televised. Scott-Heron was a soul and jazz poet, musician, and
author (1949-2011). The Omega Point is the name given by Pierre Tielhard de Chardin,
a Catholic priest and anthropologist (1881-1951), to the evolution of life in which
consciousness reaches a singularity event and we shift from a planet of biological life forms
to a planet of higher consciousness.)

poem: healing heaven and earth

poem: healing heaven and earth

living our lives
waiting for a magic pass
to a magic kingdom
is wasting our breath

there is no magic pass
to the self truth
of True Self
and it’s Healing

there is no magic pass
to the relational mutuality
of Authentic Community
and Coming Home

there is no magic pass
to the Higher Consciousness
of Universal Truth
and it’s Cosmic Being

there is no magic pass
to the Radical Grace and Love
of the New Way
and New Life

only through grace, contemplation,
awareness, intent, will, and action
are we personally transformed
and collectively actualized

only rigorous preparation
and tenacious practice
will render us ready to participate
in Heaven and Earth Here and Now

when all things are considered
with Radical Grace and Love
Heaven and Earth
are one

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
October 14, 2021

art images:
Native American Women,
unattributed
On the Mountain Top,
Kevin A. Williams,
Healing the Earth,
Micki Mueller

Author’s note: The last stanza is
a paraphrase of Hui Shih who
wrote: “When all things be
considered with love, heaven
and earth are one body for me.”

poem: bringing Grace, Intent, and Will, to bear

poem: bringing Grace,
Intent, and Will, to bear

open to the
Universal Divine Love
freely given
thus bringing Grace to bear

resolve to carry out
the actions needed to
effect Love’s outcome
thus bringing Intent to bear

directing energy
and awareness
to this end
thus bringing Will to bear

now being present with ‘what is’,
bringing Grace, Intent, and Will,
to bear, healings wholeness
courageously manifesting

be the practice; do the work

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
October 10, 2021

photo: unattributed

Author’s note: Supported Salamba
Matsyasana, or Fish Pose, opens the
chest and heart, and energizes the body,
as we open to further healing. Yoga is
an excellent holistic and healing practice
of the mind, body, and spirit. The Sanskrit
word ‘yoga’ means to yoke or to unite.
~Namaste~