Elusive Lesson

Here today

Gone tomorrow

We put such stock in

What brings such sorrow

We obtain what we want

Then hold it so tight

And we’re all broken up

When it fades from our sight

We spend our whole lives

Fighting tooth and nail

To achieve all we want

And then watch it fail

Again and again

We’ll try and we’ll try

But still never learn

Till after we die

Free To Be Them

So many believe it better

To be inferior and applauded

Than superior and anonymous

Tis better to be wrong in a crowd

Than be correct alone.

The non conformist merely

Conforms to a different standard,

Smaller, yet a crowd just the same.

For freedom is abhorrent

It demands accountability

Imitation is the sincerest form

Of unoriginality.

A P&L Statement

Nobody cares if you’re down and out.

Nobody cares if you’re successful either.

Unless they can benefit somehow.

Future Pasts

If not for Man’s lack of

Historical understanding

We might very well question

Much more than we do.

Equality

The unequal want equality

The equal want superiority

The superior insist

We’re all really equal

Equality is only a step upon

The ladder to superiority.

Same Difference

When children do it

It’s called peer pressure.

When adults do it

It’s keeping up with the Jones’.

Lemming is a lemming.

Adults will deny it.

Children see through it.

We eventually grow up

While never outgrowing.

Anima

Find the Feminine as she is

Not as she appears

Seek the Feminine as she is

Not as we want her to be

Look into the Feminine

Not as we would look at her

Allow her to reveal herself

Not impose upon her

What we want or expect

The Feminine is light and dark

And all shades in between

To observe is to understand

To accept only what we expect

To accept only what we demand

Is to limit our understanding

If we understand at all

The Anima reveals its essence

If only we will allow it

The Anima.  Unadorned.  Naked.  Unconcealed.

Revealed as she truly is

Complex but not complicated

That is what we seek

What we journey to appreciate

Understand and love.

Sowilo

Sun is our strength

Secure in the sky

Success lies in Sunna

Clarity of cause

Creates its own confidence

We welcome her waxing

With her warming ways

Woefully watching wane while

Birth of bold Balder

Bring brightness and boon

Elhaz

Waxing worthy of Woden

Wielding wyrd as a weapon

We will ward off woe

Persevere in the patterns of

Powerful protection

Hearty of heart he

Who hails holy Heimdall

Helpful to humans from heaven

Deeply depend upon

Divine defense

Perthro

Wonderfully wyrd we wax

Woefully wyrd we wane

Will we weather what will

Nary a nuance

Not known to a Norn

Perthro proposes both

Probable and possible

Promoting past presents

So spiritually sublime

Secret sisters of sooth

Eihwaz

Everyone and everything

Essences of all are one

And in this evergreen

Ask of our ash

Absorb all of its answers

Alluring and inviting

Awesome and inspiring

Yggdrasil’s the answer

All of us are invited into

Our universal Yew

Jera

Oh youth of Yule

Your yearly yield and

Yellow yesteryears

Finalizing in festive

Fulfillment of fertility

The cycle of seasons

Started by Ostara soon

Signal’s summer’s start

The Horned One is here

To help with our harvest

Isa

Steadfast and subtle

Safe and secure

So stoic and solid

Cold character

Constantly controlled

Formidably firm

Frozen with frost

Finds itself foolishly

Inflexible as ice

Insisting upon itself

Nauthiz

Frustrations from failure

Finds further frictions

Finally forcing the fight

Need knows from nothing

Necessity knows from nothing

Resistance to the rime

Restraining the wrong

Results in resilience

Stress and strains

Show signs of serious struggle

Hagalaz

Hail is heavy and hard

Hurtful to the harvest

Sent solid from the sky

Soon sinks into the soil

Starting a second sowing

Divine devastation

Destruction and death

Create out of crisis

Cultivate from the corn

Cut down by the cold

Human Nature

Why improve ourselves

When we can destroy others?

 If we can keep others down

We won’t have to rise above ourselves.

Others

Others are blamed for everything.

If only they would…

If only they wouldn’t…

If only they did…

If only they didn’t...

To others we are the other.

Surplus Wants And Needs

Nothing exceeds like excess.

America excels at both.

Exceptionally well.

Making Lemonade

Although we create our own realities

Often we don’t get to decide

Upon the raw materials

We must work with.

Escape From Without

He who can’t stand to be alone

Can’t stand to be with himself.

He who mistakes alone for lonely

Mistakes attention for approval.

The loner is despised

For his ability to exist

Without the flattery of others.

To constantly seek the company of others

Is to flee from the company of one self

Pity him who finds his self only

Through the approval of others.

Listen

Sometimes, if

The wind blows just right

Just maybe, if it does

You can hear her call

Sometimes, yes

If you listen

You have to listen, yes

Just maybe you will hear

You have to listen to hear

If you listen, yes

The wind will say…

You’ll hear it if you’ll

Listen to the wind oh yes

Just maybe it will say…

Sometimes, listen

She’ll say it through the wind

Listen between the leaves

Just maybe you will hear

What the leaves already know

Sometimes, if you listen

Spiritual Sights and Sounds

Stand tall, be strong

Be humble and without doubt

Look as far as you can see

Fear not how deep you go

See what the dark allows

The night will guide you down

Look as deep as the eye can see

As far as the dark descends

You may not wish to tell of

What you sought and found

Stand tall, be silent

At peace and without doubt

Listen to what is unsaid

Hear what is unheard

Listen to the grass grow, hear

Hear how it grows, listen

Hear the wool upon the sheep

Listen to it grow.  Hear it

You may not wish to listen

To what needs to be heard

Disappointment

I don’t desire disappointment

But oh how hapless does it hurt

Tho it’s of anger that I’m asked

Waxing uncomfortable all the wider

To know what need not’ve been said

Nor wish to say it now

With unasked questions will unanswered

As the safe womb of the soul

Wards us from the stinging words

And defends against the demanding truth

Transforming all that really is

Into illusions of what we really want

            The wolfhound finds a patch of ground

            Muddy and soaked yet in the sun

            Playing in the mud and muck

            Mournful of the balance won

Hoping just to hear my voice

Maybe fearing how it may sound

A word from me might mean so much

But not the words that you would hear

The painful thoughts soon will pass

While the sting of words would wound for naught

Piercing through the heart and soul

Echoing through the troubled mind

Reminding you of what once was

So sad how one person’s pleasure

Can be another person’s pain

            The wolfhound walks the moors alone

            Finding purpose in his quest

            Struggling on against what may

            Just content to do his best

I won’t speak of how we failed

Nor tell of my ill luck

Don’t tell me how oh close we came

Let’s not say a thing at all

I’ll just sit and think my thoughts

Alone within my hollowed heart

The spoken words will only serve

To divide the unity of delusion

And fragment it to dust so fine

That I would surely sweep away

And live amongst the lifeless ruins

Until my spirit stirs my soul

            The wolfhound sets out yet again

            To try his luck and seek once more

            What he’ll find he does not know

            And wonders what he does it for