The boatman
Sits peacefully
Cross legged
On the shore,
Strumming
Strings
Looking both
Left and right
with his
Golden eyes
Aflame.
The Boatman Sits Peacefully
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Views
Views
We
All have different views :
Some view from above
And
Some from below .
some look back and
some straight ahead
some north or south and
some east or west
some look
Inside and
Some look
outside
some in darkness
some in light
some see from youth
And some see from
Oncoming death but
None
Except through faith
can
easily see it all ,
as it is ,
one ,
one
and
the same .
Fatima
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Fatima
Fatima
daughter
of the prophet
child and servant
of the creator,
Charitable and kind,
many times a mother ,
sometimes
your bones
are broken.
There are times
you are so frail,
and sad .
We all are made so
at times.
In your prayers
you are strong,
and made whole,
and in them
you live forever .
Street Musician
Street
musician with
3 string instrument
tinkling
gaunt
like the boat man
In Siddhartha ,
detached ,
making simple
music ,
watching
all the world
unfold
Let us Rest
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Let us Rest
Dark blue stripe,
Red stripe
Light azure blue above,
Silver sliver,
hanging on the azure blue
and Orion’s jeweled belt
up and to the right.
Time with a 5 and 6
in it .
The coming of 7
in heaven.
Let us rest now,
close our eyes,
and fall into
a deep and
unawakened
sleep
to the chirps of birds
as planes
fall fast
and close
into our Earhart
dreams.
From “Eyes of The Artist” by PWChaltas
Perfect Silence
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Perfect Silence
The monstrosity
Of man made machines
Violates a perfect
Silence .
Nature is spoiled .
Peace disconnected .
The servants must
have their masters
and The Masters must have
their due.
The time is made for killing
and kill is
what we do .
There’s no time left
to hear our breathing
or feel souls intact
and made whole .
No time left
for given mercies .
It’s the taking that we
must do.
And so our meditations
are flat
our hearts still and frozen ,
turning shades of blue .
We all simply
must continue
and do
what we must do
We prey
for the perfect silence
of simple aggregates ,
to come once again :
Those that we gather
all on our own alone
stone by single stone
and those gathered together
that are thrown
upon us both
by handful
and by a final spade .
Thus is the silence made .
PWChaltas 