Musing from the Poly

  • re: Dan

    His death hollowed me out like an old log and set me adrift on a sea of sorrows. I hope to once again reach the shores of joy, but for now, I am lost.

  • To my Friend Dan

    On the sunniest of days
    On a breathless wind
    You left us
    As unexpected, as your arrival

    The words we spoke together stay on
    Though the form you took – that I loved so much – is no more
    And I know – as you also did – that life is more than the five senses
    And that what you truly are, can never not be

    You saw the universe where people saw only the world
    You knew God, the Self; Brahman
    And in that you saw your true Self; God
    I have only love and gratitude to offer you now

    To see your face that last time, you looked so young; unformed
    There was a question upon your brow
    Which brings such sorrow in my remembering today
    I would have answered, if I only I could of heard

    I  hope we meet again, though I know nothing of such things
    And there I ponder awhile. Was ours, a meeting of friends once lost?
    Was this not the first time, but of old friends meeting once again?
    I may never know this, but I shall forever live in hope

    Love and Blessings Uncle Nick

  • A walk

    A joy
    A time
    A place

    A walk
    A path
    A stone

    A crow
    A call
    A grey

    A church
    A house
    A home