ready to fly away
pablo picasso - guitar & bottle
May I always do my part to keep the light shining, even though I may never understand what the light is. May I be a help and an asset to those around me.
james lee jobe
-from AUTUMN THOUGHTS
lonely bones can't sleep nights
the singing insects keep calling them
calling them
and the old have no tears when they sob
autumn weeps dewdrops
strength failing all at once
as if cut loose with ravages everywhere
like weaving unraveled
I touch thread-ends
no new feelings
memories crowding thickening sorrow
how could I bear southbound sails
to wander rivers and mountains of the past
MENG CHIAO 751-814 CE
pablo picasso -- violon accroche au mur
the last night in this world
when the sun comes up again I won't be with you
don't look for me in the world look for me
where the world is not in your thoughts in your breath
look for me in your dreams in those paintings
made of memory it doesn't matter you know
this isn't even close to being all that there is
when the sun comes up again I won't be with you
the door is open and I intend to walk through
the window was left up and I am ready now
to fly away the ocean is calm warm and the time
is ripe to wade out then swim into the deep water
far past the buoys out where the water is dark
when the sun comes up again I won't be with you
I have cleaned the tools and put them all away
each one in its proper place I brought in the linen
from the line I fed the pets and gave them my love
and I give you my love too for in the end
at the finish what else is there to give or receive
james lee jobe
Pain is not a punishment; pleasure is not a reward.
Pema Chödron
trinity alps -- northern california
a bull moose dancing
you could ask me where I sleep I sleep here
among the oaks
you could ask me what I believe I believe in everything
I believe in nothing at all
did I eat the bitter root yes it tasted awful like death
but I chewed and I swallowed
and did the animal power appear yes I am a bull moose
dancing around the small fire
I am something more than a man no I am nothing
a grain of sand in the desert
I am finite and infinite a part of the one the void
and so are you eat the bitter root
sleep here among the oaks
let the danger set you free
james lee jobe
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
Lao Tzu
What we think of as our “self” is shaped by our time, our culture, and our circumstances.
Judith Hertog
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