Such grave burdens

After sadness may come  joy  and peace
The knowledge that the loved one is now safe
The burden of the tears ,the  loss, the grief

Do any trees mourn for their lost green leaves
Which made a bed for me, almost my grave?
After sadness , cry for  joy   and peace

At first the death seems  like the work of thieves
And in wild madness  widows  weep and rave
The burden of the tears, the loss, the grief

Even in old age we find release
Arms around the shoulder, touch we crave
After sadness  may come joy   and peace

After so much woe, the face is creased
Courage  will come swiftly  like a wave
After shedding tears,in loss, in grief

 

How do  the sad with no  known ritual behave?
The loss of spirit, lonely ones betrays
After sadness   pray for joy  and peace
Such grave burdens, tears,  loss,  and deep grief

Poetry for mindfulness or for love

Way-through-the-woodshttps://health.ucsd.edu/specialties/mindfulness/resources/Pages/poetry.aspx

 

Keeping Quiet

–by Pablo Neruda (May 28, 2018)

 

Now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still
for once on the face of the earth,
let’s not speak in any language;
let’s stop for a second,
and not move our arms so much.

It would be an exotic moment
without rush, without engines;
we would all be together
in a sudden strangeness.

Fishermen in the cold sea
would not harm whales
and the man gathering salt
would not look at his hurt hands.

Those who prepare green wars,
wars with gas, wars with fire,
victories with no survivors,
would put on clean clothes
and walk about with their brothers
in the shade, doing nothing.

What I want should not be confused
with total inactivity.
Life is what it is about;
I want no truck with death.

If we were not so single-minded
about keeping our lives moving,
and for once could do nothing,
perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness
of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves with death.
Perhaps the earth can teach us
as when everything seems dead
and later proves to be alive.

Now I’ll count up to twelve
and you keep quiet and I will go.

A golden calf

1.A man must wear a cat at all times ,except in bed when he  may wear pyjamas  over his head if he wants to [unless his wife  likes his face] I was told this by my neighbour who is now a widow.Why? img_20181015_2246593483
2.One must never eat  pork hostages
3.Women must  be immodest  so that men can pick and choose
4.Men must prey at least  5 times a day except on the Sabbath .She always was bad at spellingHowever, one can pray mentally [but not while eating dinner.] img_20181015_2246203042
6.A man must love his neighbour but is it the right hand  one or the left hand one?It sounds like musical chairs.Do women love their neighbour? It’s transitive
7.A man must not convert his neighbours’ wife to anything at all
8 No-one may  hero worship a golden oldie or their neighbour’s calf or a  heel photo01891
9 Women are both seen and heard whereas men make scenes. and gird their loins
10.If you worship  a  golden owl ,don’t tell anybody as the cat may be jealous.Not to mention  the Divine
Advice:.If a burning bush appears,keep still and listen  respectfully then run img_20181015_2246203042
And never kill your nanny’s goat unless she tells you to.

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

 

This was written after LC learned about the orchestra  at AuschwitHis father died when he was a   boy.The following year WW2 ended and he learned about the Holocaust.He suffered from severe depression all his life

As a poet, he says he cannot tell us why this song came out the way it did.But maybe it is affirming love and children,Unlike Christianity Judaism values human sexuality and the body.And they wish to replace the dead.