Not so long to go

The roads we travel intermingle
Like reeds on the ocean floor
Swaying and flowing
Together and Alone

We are propelled by the same forces
Prone to change
Ebb and Flow
In the course of cosmic energy

But it is now that our eyes are open
And we observe the patterns of the waves
We see the currents; the rips; the gutters
And see the entirety of it all

We are not isolated beings
Transient and berieft of meaning
But conscious souls
Seeking the questions to the answers we already know

And those questions can be answered by another
Nor can answers posed be digested without inner will
I chose, I feel, I ponder
And no-one else can do that for me

The paths we take may vary
But the course we seek is the same
The inner journey; destination of the soul
Personal acceptance of the beauty we behold

Mui Ne Beach Bumming

Sitting by the South China Sea
Drinking Wax's Dream
This is a dream

Surrealism
Back to the crowds
Enjoying my own space;

This palce
Lights that blink on the night's horizon
The city on the sea

So where do I find myself?
South Central chilling to Reggae beats?
Lost in the chatter of foreign tourists.

The tiny umbrellas
And twisted straws
The shake of ice that brings the people at night
Retreating from the morning light

All this vietnam
A place of diverse experience
Endless surprises from dawn until sunrises

I have found a peace
That I can fold;
Pack and store into my pocket

I see myself no more
Or the self I had created
It means nothing here
Did it ever matter at all?

I will never be the same again
Vietnam is to thank or to blame?
My experience is my perception

My program rewritten
I am kind; forgiving
And as light as the wind that takes me

Cambodian Dreaming

Today I saw the world
In the eyes of a child
Covered in dust
But bursting with love
Eager with anticipation
to absorb all that I could give

My time means more here
Than it does to myslef
The waves of self absorption
Melted; drifted
Away in those eyes

The warm embraces
Gestures that are measured not by money
But by love;
Compassion;
The real gifts in this world

In those eyes;
Those piercing eyes
I find a meaning
And the frivolity
Of my first world existence

Bold In Love

The exterior is merely a reflection
Of waters that flow within
A ripple effect of the mind's journey
Through space and time
And footsteps from the past

The body;
merely a vessel
Is no representation
of worth
Or the value I bring to this world

It carries me on my journey
Taking the earthly steps the soul cannot tread
Giving the mind refuge;
And a pedestal
A home for the spirit to live

The way I feel is what matters;
The choices I make
And the thoughts I allow to linger
Are true determinations
The measure of my character

The past does not matter;
The future is yet to exist
It is the love that I give
Right here and now
That generates the peace I seek

It is time to dispense old habits
Old methods;
Old means;
Old measures of self evaluation
Based on arbitrary standards

I am as free as I allow myself
My consciousness expanding
With each breathe; each heartbeat
The more I realise I am a gift to this world
I more I can keep giving

I say goodbye to the Miser
And cleanse my entity of its toxic past
Shedding it like dead skin
I now step into my destiny; my nameskae
And will be Bold In Love

A Brief Pause In The Past

I guess we are all searching;
Looking for the one
And pause to long with others
We stumble upon in our search
Neither pieces in the other's puzzle
As much as we try to make them fit

Saigon- War Widow

I saw the war today;
Decades before my time
Tears soaked heat glisten cheeks
My ignorance washed away

I turn from smiling faces
That should rightfully begrudge me
And the many cultures I represent
Cultures that I have been born to

To find the real weapons of mass destruction
Black souls of Americans... and Australians
Not those conscripted to fight
But those that crave the spoils of war

Disembowled humanity
Bodies littering the roads in futile escape
Children scream as napalm tears away their skin;
Their dreams;
And chances of evolution

Em dep lum

Tonight I leave a world behind
Encapsulation of twenty six years
To leap forward to the world beyond
And cast away old shadows

New Taste, New Experience
New Vigour
Old Dreams rise refreshed
New aspirations blooming like Spring Time

Winter has passed;
And Spring has burst forth with new colour
A vibrancy unmatched in all these years
Respect for age and time
And faith in true beauty now found

Temples to offer worship
New understandings of all that has come to pass;
And all there is to come
To see bounty in serenity
And what a gift it is to be human

Spirit is what drives us onward
From the smallest adversities to the largest wars
It is what we take with us on our journeys
rebuild, renew, regenerate
And share the prosperity

I stand, ready to be humbled
And truely be grateful for the privileged life I lead
Theoretical understanding
Can never replaced the lessons of what is seen,
thought and felt

On this journey I leave behind I world I've known
And for too long being comfortable
It is time to clear out old ideals,
Addictions to comfort
That stifle the creative energy


Goodbye old life, I doubt I will miss you