As All

Buddha ~ Philip Brent

As All
~~~~~

Capture the cosmos
Twinkling in a tyke’s eye, today
From somewhere foreign
Immersing us in infinity
Religious, political refugee
Swallowing us in silence
Different, skin, class, orientation defined
Strange, strained
Altogether alien
Fascinating but frightening
So similar, still
Dissimilar, diverse
Exceptionally enigmatic
Leaving us lost
Besieged, bothered
Tourists in transit

Realize we have reached
A distinct dimension
Where we witness
Expected emotions
Rendered remote
Become bewildered
Misinterpreted manners
Create confusion
While we wonder
Stumble over strictures
Levity leads to laughter
Prose to poetry
Words wield wonder
Convey comfort
Laud love
Sing sorrow
Legislate laws
Please, pressure people
Wage war

Brag and bluster
Understanding unknown
We pretend to perceive wisely
Proclaiming our power
Classifying other cultures
By our bias and bigotry
Convincing ourselves completely
We’re right, they’re wrong

As if any
Wandering world would
Accept our astral
Temporal template
Live life
During our day
Honor our night’s hours
Regardless of rotation
Despite orbital distance disparity
Contiguous concepts
Unique yet united

Living our lives
Where our wants
Hopes, dreams, love and hate
Are actual
Rated as real
All else other, altogether
Will we
Can we ever connect
Comprehend categorically
No us, no other, never
Harm to one harms
Another and all
Help to one helps
Each and every

Snatch the scales
From our eyes forever
Watch our world
Sum seen by heart and soul
Until we perceive utterly
Constant cosmic continuum
Telling one truth
One reality only

When we no longer willingly
Clutch our crutches
Follow books of faith
Tycoons, tyrants,
Popes, potentates,
Bishops, bastards,
Liars, libertines,
Saints, sinners,
Mad zealots or maniacs
Never need
Listen to lunatics
Power players
Drunken uncles dancing
Quaffing vast quantities
Potions of power
Bigots and xenophobes barking
Yelling to convince you
They know more, are more, too
Than you think

All aid
Helping hands
Taken, thanked
Family, mothers, fathers,
Siblings, sages
Conveying compassion
Garnering gains
Greedy children growing
Up until under
Ground of being gained

Societies and people share
Patterns, possibilities
Youth wasted on the young
Learning, yet knowing little
Development dependent
Who influences and what
Assists our becoming adult
Despite age discrepancies
Endeavoring equally
Struggling to secure
Hearth, love, home
Food and friends
Searching for sanctuary
Wanting wisdom
Opportunity to decide for ourselves
And in doing so admitting
Choices we choose
Affect all
Are for all
As all
~~~~~

See more of my creative output and opinions at:

Brent Harris Fine Art
brentharrisfineart@gmail.com

Philip Brent Digital Art and Photography
lifenart2@gmail.com

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