Dappled Day

Dappled Day

Dappled day

Dotted with the delightful

among the drifting

detritus.

Might we catch

a glimpse

of the delights

amid the drift.

 

Simon C.J Falk 8 August 2017

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Life Unfolds in Paradoxical Ways

Life Unfolds in Paradoxical Ways

 

Our life unfolds

In a paradoxical way,

Of light and shadow,

Of night and day,

Of invigorating acts,

Or a drudgery fray.

At times, we are glad,

At others, become sad.

Some days we feel lucid,

And others, going mad,

But the colours and shades,

And rhythms of days,

Are formative of us

In so many ways.

As we learn patience,

And some self-control,

We discover what gives life,

What exacts a toll.

We look on our lives

As admixture of things,

When our voice seems so flat,

When, on occasions, it sings.

I embrace now my life,

In its paradoxical way,

With light following night,

And shade following day.

 

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Betwixt the Between

Betwixt the Between

HotCold

We all know the frustration of not living up to the standards we would wish for.  The lines below point to, and wrestle with, the paradoxes of our lives.  Some say, especially those looking to Jungian writings, that we cannot accept paradox until we come to the second half of our life.  In my own Christian Tradition, the Apostle Paul, lamented that he did not do what he wished, but did what he did not want.  These words are for all of us who feel the exasperation of the times we just don’t believe we measure up.  To be taken, of course, with a good laugh!

(i)

Hot and cold

Driven and despondent

Loving and lustful

Peaceful and agitated

Tender and aggressive

Committed and scatty

Centred and distracted.

Our seesaw

Up

Then

Down.

We step

Forward

Slide

Back.

Our lives are

A collection

Or scattering

Of opposites

Inconsistencies

Paradoxes

Contradictions.

Integrity and hypocrisy

Stamina and inconstancy.

We are absolutely relative

And

Relatively absolute!

Betwixt the between.

Splinter in another’s eyes

Plank in our own.

Welcome

To

Humanity.

Oh how we wish

It were not so!

(ii)

We stray

But

We re-join

The path.

Knowing others

Fall

With us

Beside us

And

Rise with us

And step on.

Many have gone

Before us

Gaining great ground

And falling

P

L

U

M

M

E

T

I

N

G

From their heights

Of self righteousness.

Standing

By who

We are

In our imperfect paradox

We begin to behold

Where our shadow

Adds tones

To the refraction

Of our light

Not condemning us

But refining the consistency

Of a beautiful brokenness

An artwork emerging.

Simon C.J. Falk 15 June 2015

When – a Diversion of Desires

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When – A Diversion of Desires

In some ways this poem is a playful, even cynical, swipe at our human life and our discontent.  It can also be read on a deeper level.  A longing, to linger, to be more present.  More present to ourselves, to each other and to the vicissitudes that life gifts to us in the here and now.

When – A Diversion of Desires

When we are

empty

We hunger

to be full.

When we are

Full

We wish

To be empty.

Just another bit

I’m sure I can have more

The recipe is a hit

Why had I not tried it before?

When we are

Alone

We hanker

For intimacy.

When we are

In a crowd

We search

For solitude.

The silence deafens quiet ears

That hearken for a voice

The milling crowd fuels my fears

This racket was not my choice!

When we are

Caught in the complex

We reminisce

On simpler days.

When we are

In the simple

We want to

Complicate things.

I’m caught in a bind yet again

However will it unravel?

This tedious cleaning is such a bore

I think I’ll go and travel!

When in

The wind of winter

We shiver

For still summer sun.

When under scorching rays

We want the crisp

Cool winter air.

We abhor

Hypocrisy in others

Yet cherish

Mysterious paradox

In ourselves.

When busy

We writhe

For rest.

When unoccupied

We plunge

Into mindless activity.

When we are

Here

We want to be there

Anywhere!

When will

We learn

To be

Content?

When I look into your face,

Or gaze upon that scene

I’m transported from within my place

To another where I’ve been.

 

I’ve been there when I’m captivated

Enchanted by the beauty,

I’ve been there when I’m motivated

When transcendence returns newly.

 

Yet somehow I struggle to be present

To you, to me, to all,

Our busy minds have us sent

To other longings and another call.

 

I hope I learn to pause, to see

The wonder in you and me,

The sheer delight in all around

The present moment that sets us free.

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Simon C.J Falk     22 March 2015

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