It amazes me how the mind
moves faster that the fingers
holding the pen and how
Pulitzer thoughts are forgotten
before they can be recorded.
It is then when we recognize
the majesty of the Creator Who knows all
and allows all things to unfold.
I lay in bed listening to piano music which
is secular and full of a rhythm that
could lull me to sleep in short order,
if it were not for the fact that
I go into meditation and think of all
the wonders of nature and the Creator
and then at the feebleness
of all the nations who seemingly
with pleasure destroy all the goodness
which has been laid down at our feet.
There appears to be an urgency
to control and put ourselves as nations
above it all and then try to dominate
what is not ours to begin with.
The music speeds up and there are
a few drum rolls as though you have
broken through with awareness,
but in reality, the music is just saying
that history is constantly repeating itself
and we have much awakening to go through
before we will come to realize
that we are nothing and will eventually
as nations and individuals return to dust.
We know nothing of the millions and
billions of years that have gone by before us
and here we are high and mighty
thinking we know it all.
No one owns wisdom and
opinions are a dime a dozen.
My music ends; I open my eyes;
see no stars shining; too many clouds
so I cannot celebrate that gift
but can hear the music of nature and
realize we have so much to learn.
Stanski
September 7, 2020 ^
Steve Haarman 