Hope – a Sequence from 2020

Posted on April 26, 2021 by Roland's Ragbag

Walk, Eat, Sleep, Wake,
Little to do
To myself I talk
Thus the story
of twenty-twenty
Gone the years
of more and plenty
Cover my face
as in disgrace
Cross my heart
and keep apart
Cuddles banned
Hugs verboten
Kiss me quick
all that forgotten
When will it end
and will it ever
A Life to live
A love to sever
Lock me up
they might as well
For where I am
there I dwell
Nothing but time
to fill each day
And time never ends
so here I stay
Locked in this cell
not feeling well
Till hope returns
and once again
within me burns

AMEN

Posted on January 29, 2021 by Roland's Ragbag

where does it end
when does it end
know that it never does
never will
there’s always more
more of the same
more that differs
more that extends into yet more
it is the very nature of existence
and reality remains without end
for dead or alive
we she he it
there is only Infinity
and infinite tomorrows
forever everlasting eternity
bending into time without end
AMEN – So Be It

Significance

Posted on August 26, 2019 by Roland's Ragbag

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For each separate creation –
Insect, fish, animal, bird, tree, flower and human,
Flea, flounder, fox, fulmar, fir, fuschia, and Fijian,
Hornet, hake, hound, hen, holly, honeysuckle and Hindu,
Existence is all

Each is I,
All are me
Self
Alive
Each existing at the very centre
Of Creation’s Great Scheme
However minute
However massive
Existing at that centre
All-encompassing
All significant
And with relevance
To me and only me

Even meaning exists only for me
I am the great centre
The one and only focal point of existence
Uniquely grounded
Connected to all else only by that uniqueness

Connected yet disconnected
Both selfish and selfless
Both dead and alive