On early morning stroll along the beach,
I met an old dishevelled, broken man,
Whose words would me a lasting lesson teach,
When profferring concern as best one can;
He kindly smiled and gestured with his hand,
Inviting me to sit down by his side;
His bony finger pointed to the sand,
A cultured voice reflecting a soft pride –
I had it all once, station, health and wealth,
Delighting in the might of lacking none;
Unmindful what deception spawned by stealth,
The dawn broke with my life laid bare, undone.
Succumb not to the Power of the Purse,
An All-consuming self-inflicted Curse!
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Tagged beach, cultured, curse, down-and-out, health, life, power, pride, purse, station, wealth
Beneath the shining glass domain that is,
Apparent for external world to see,
Broods steadily an ocean of unease,
Creative gifts awaiting to be free;
The tension midst the known and the unknown,
Humility and openness can breach,
Then wholeness and completeness can be grown,
And one cannot the other e’er impeach;
Vain ego needs the inner self engage,
The hidden gifts of nature to explore,
No better way to dissipate all rage,
Than wholesome conjunct selfhood to adore.
Let pride and self-conceit surrender arms,
Embrace new disposition laced with charms!
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Tagged conceit, creativity, ego, gifts, health, humanity, inspiration, life, me, openness, ponder, pride, relationships, selfhood, wholeness
How can one know what ails the broken heart,
Or fathom what disturbs the downcast soul?
Wherever does faint comprehension start,
Assistance for the sufferer to enrol?
Appearances so often can belie
A hapless disposition, deep inside;
Unlike the plaster on a fractured thigh,
Alas, from all and sundry none can hide;
Compassion readily responds to seen,
While blinded to unnoticeable pain,
Sequential, thus, to rueful ‘might have been’,
Instead of wholesome healing to regain;
Physician malady can never heal,
Unless I, to him, festering wound reveal!
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Tagged brokenness, care, compassion, health, heart, help, life, openness, physician, suffering
Our Fate to Learn –
Will Operations be Performed Today?
Then Came the Smiling Nurse to Call my Name,
© Meanderings 2016
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Tagged care, cataract, doctors, health, hospital, life, love, nurses, operation, patience, people, raindrop, surgery
The promenade with jaded amblers teem,
Their self-indulgent excess to redeem,
Surfeit of ‘Eat and Drink’,
Brings Good Health to the brink,
A balanced Way of Life shall be the dream.
© Meanderings 2015
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Tagged amblers, balance, care, dreams, gull, health, life, promenade, seaside, selfishness