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2014-09-14 – The Silver Birch

Sunday, September 14th, 2014
 
Light and shadow ... moving time,
life here - bursting from inanimate matter.

A small pool or mirror, I.

Colette told me that the buds on her White Birch tree
were just coming out
when she went in to have her first child.

And that, when she returned some days later,
with a new life in her arms,
the buds had turned to flowers.

And every year since, she and this tree have communed
in the memory of that day.

Such stories run in the literature I've read
and through the memories in my mind.

Stories of people whose entire lives were written 
within the seasons of the land they lived on.

Their lives rising and falling, rising and falling
through the eternal sunrises and sunsets
that swept across the fields they tended.

There were children born there
that played beneath those trees.

And they arose, lived and then became 
just the memories 
of those who live there now.
Now, amid the relentless turning 
of these endless years.

Our faces are growing older 
and fading in the mirrors now
as we witness all of this
again and again.

I grow more like a reflecting pool 
and less like a believer
as I look at all of those I love in this life
transiting through this life
and I see them, and I see all of us, 
as just passing through this place
like curtains in the wind.

Just living pools, reflecting ...
and mirrors of awareness, hoping ...

We are those, who realize, 
only towards the end of at all, if at all,
that we are the transient ones
on this stage of mystery.

gallagher
14Sep2014
Christchurch

— Copyright 1965-2014 by Dennis Gallagher —

2014-10-01 – The Dispossessed

Monday, November 24th, 2014
 
I'm not sure why my heart is broken open.

Music, a book, thoughts of kindness,
   all bring me to tears.
And I cannot tell
   if they are tears of joy or pain.
But I fill, suddenly, with poignancy and pathos
   until I overflow.

And I would not change it. 

This long road I've come here
   to see and to feel this life moving
      inside and outside of me; all one.

I thought tonight that there may be
   some door inside of me
that I can open by will to all of this
   until it flows clear like a river through me.

Speaking feeling, feeling truth
   becoming lost in the light
both creator and created as one movement
   giving myself to what I've sought.

To be the recipient and the door, both.

To burn through this life
   in the fiercest fire
consuming the very flesh
   of my Beloved's existence.

gallagher
01 Oct 2014
Christchurch, New Zealand

- after reading Ursula Le Guin's, The Dispossessed

— Copyright 1965-2014 by Dennis Gallagher —

2015-03-23 – Cambrian Explosion

Wednesday, March 25th, 2015
 
Maybe, in human affairs
it happens as it does
in biological evolution.

A massive die-off occurs
and results in many open niches 
and something like the Cambrian Explosion 
occurs as nature or people
fill in the empty spaces.

In human affairs, wars and revolutions
take the place of nature's 
cataclysmic comets and meteors.

After WWII, there was a redistribution of
enormous amounts of wealth and opportunity
that diffused through a system
rendered porous by all the war's destruction.

Education and knowledge of the world
and it workings, poured out into the formerly
low and middle income populace
and they were no longer the sole domain
of the rich and privileged.

And we, the newly educated and newly freed,
became the human equivalents
of the denizens radiating from
the Cambrian Explosion.

But, as in biology, empty niches always
fill in again as they are reoccupied
by the more competitive among us.

The wealth and freedom 
that were liberated by war
for wide distribution
have begun to be gathered in again
by the ever present acquisitors.

But this time there are differences.
This time we are not 
the peasants of the Middle Ages
who have never seen past the end 
of our lord's properties.
This time many of us have read widely 
and know of the human history
of greed and domination that lies 
in endless repetition behind us.

This time we can see that 
which is beginning to enclose us 
yet again. 

We see the Neoliberals ascending 
our political hierarchies 
funded by the multinational corporations
who are weaving quasi-legal nets 
around national governments
with their faux free-trade agreements.

We see our news media being controlled
to shape what we see and hear.

We listen to the constant propaganda
of advertisement that encourages us 
to look the other way 
as it dazzles us 
with materialistic trinkets.

But knowledge is power
and this time we can see the causal links,
we can see the closing nets,
we can see the propaganda of confusion
creeping around us and
seeking to marginalize us
for the benefit of the acquisitors
as they seek to make us again
into their servants.

Knowledge has awoken us
and this time we will resist.

gallagher
23Mar15
Christchurch
      

— Copyright 1965-2015 by Dennis Gallagher —