Have you seen my soul today,
It’s nowhere to be found?
I saw it last rolled in a ball,
As it scurried underground.

Have you seen my soul today,
Stripes colored true and through?
I thought I saw it then it’s gone,
Those hues no longer new.

Have you seen my soul today,
Waving to the crowd?
Its mission passion torn apart,
Its voice no longer loud.

Have you seen my soul today,
That topped the mighty spire?
With windblown threads kissed tops of heads,
And its message filled with fire.

I’ve lost my mighty soul today,
Its pain brought on by thus.
I’ve lost my mighty soul today,
Its nothing more than dust.

But, if you find my darling soul,
Wherever it may be,
Let it know I wish it would
come back and conquer me.

I’m ready for the new unfurl,
The reason for my ride.
To hear voices raised in heartfelt praise,
A return to my soul’s full pride.

In my waking breath, I start and start again this day’s long pace.

I have a choice to walk it right or throw the day to waste?

Can stay captive to the mind-noise that yesterday I fought,

or carry forth the truth set in unencumbered thought.

I can busy Me, my Self, in the ego-sea of Me,

or journey to a world of those around who’ve been set free.

Can nod to no importance, ignore beauty through my eyes,

or linger in the peacefulness, seeing splendor beyond the skies.

If my heart is beyond shallow I won’t hear the crying sound,

I’m destined to the sadness of a horrid day gone down,

and patterns that have made me Me,

repeating, peating, peating a lost strategy.

This thing we’re all built on, truth and love and willing,

it’s time to set a new stride and keep the dark from killing.

It’s time to offer Gratitude and Loving arms that brace,

it’s time to see our lives are a wasteland but for Grace.

© 12/24/17 Stefan Bright

I don’t think I’ve ever been as angry as I am now. It’s an emotion that doesn’t sit inside me much, and when it does rise up it dissipates quickly. I’m fortunate in that respect. I’m quick to forgive and have little time for dwelling on something I cannot change. But we have gone completely Bizarro, allowing this latest administration to have the keys to the castle. They just don’t care about us. All of us, including their supposed base. Recognition of this fact, when the sky falls on top of us, chicken little, will be a long and hard lesson.

The physical protestations have produced a large negative bubble around this country. You can almost see the fire of rage bellow up from the purple mountains majesty and the fruited plains. The emotional body has gone haywire and the health of the body is in dire straits. But, we can change this rotten dynamic, this pervading stench that wreaks with me-ism. Don’t let the voice of crazy penetrate too deeply. Block it with the Heart-Fire of Transformation. Think it. Believe it. Love it. Project it. We better start loving our surroundings like never before. Better start loving our neighbor like never before. Better start loving our community like never before. And we better start loving our humanity like never before. The only values that need be honored are the values that sustain civility and harmony. Without these, we are lost.

The integrity of a structure is no better than the foundation that it’s built on. Destroy any part of that integrity and it’s doomed to topple. And then what? Picking up the pieces, of an idea built on integrity, will surely take generations. I’d like to see it healthy again before I’m gone.

There is clarity beyond…start noticing