SamadhiMuse

         Maya … every moment, everywhere
         my love for … my need for … my wish that….
         Rose turns slightly and the axis of my world tilts,
         she gives her love or withholds it
         and I go staggering drunk with pain or ecstasy.
         ‘Loving attitude’, Tim said, ‘Find it inside.’
         Become immune to Maya … accept and cherish everything
         or at least be unflinchingly responsible for it.
         The relativity of what comes from outside yourself
         is a aspect of the dance you must sway perfectly to.
         My physiology, my time, my food, and my attitudes
         are much more mine than my running steps can bear.
         Unbroken chain, this, welling from inside;
         my highest aspirations and my faith.
         Let them build moment by moment …
         listen to them … become one.
                                    gallagher
                                    12 Mar 1979

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                       Rose
            She can’t see it my way
            nor can I see it her’s.
            She wants to relate to me in a certain way
            and I to her in another.
            My life is scattered in so many places
            I doubt if I could bring it home.
            Looking for the common we don’t lack strength
            just success.
            She’s pretty, smiling, or walking away.
                                 gallagher
                                 24 Mar 1979

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

     My mother died without all the kindness I could give her
     and I could never see it until she’d gone.
     Rose held me and told me thru my tears
     that she’s always wished she could change this about me;
     that I could never see the problems of the people I loved
     until they became critical and knocked me down.
     Always so lost in my own inner realities, so insensitive.
     “Learn from it.”, she said, with kindness,
     “Its the first time you’ve lost someone close, the first time
     you’ve realized just how unalterable that last moment is
     when you wish you could have left things otherwise.”
                                 gallagher
                                 26 Apr 1979

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —