FIFTH WEEK FRIDAY: STRAY WHITE HAIRS FLOATING LEFTOVERS


Such white hairs glimmer and glint with resolution

As they float and grab and cling to nearly erased invalid assumptions

Such is the accuracy of social cues from someone toward ill

As opposed to someone ill-sorted toward.

 

Then a sudden gold spot hits the hair

And it celebrates the correct and proper fall

To an earth newly solid

Under feet freshly shod with the righteousness

Of just-born empathy for the commonness of ill-sortedness,

Now tip-toeing a winding path towards self-acceptance.

 

Now waiting for additions to the laundry list

Now required as rope-lines

Now growing closer together

Now focusing the gaze beneath the

Now whiter-haired, more gleaming-haired

Now resting on strengthening shoulders

Now waving before just comprehended eyes

Now flying before the fresh winds of love.

 

 

The experience of cleaning and decorating and arranging and assuring and donating and clustering about refreshments together with those not cueing socially but cueing protestingly willy-nilly out of need and discomfort and ill-gotten love

stimulates a growth in wisdom on the part of the bestowing, waiting-for-cues, one who now knows the desired cues are just floating a microcosm away, just begging for a lodging place in the conciousness of the waiting, white-haired one who

suddenly understands that little voice within the golden light beam to be saying, “Stop thinking, just be.  Stop waiting, just love.  Stop speaking, just be.”  Truly, the white hairs become golden once again!

 

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7 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. zendictive
    Nov 05, 2011 @ 06:04:57

    “Stop thinking, just be. Stop waiting, just love. Stop speaking, just be.”

    zen; the state of being… I enjoyed the poem but the meaning meant so much more, heart felt and wise (~_~)

  2. Sherry Blue Sky
    Nov 05, 2011 @ 23:46:36

    WOW! The life wisdom in this is truly wonderful. Yes, stop thinking, just be, Stop waiting, just love. Someone told me that when I was in my 30’s but I didnt understand it back then.

    • granbee
      Nov 05, 2011 @ 23:58:05

      Yes, Sherry, it takes a lot of years to FINALLY give in, relax in, RESIDE in, this “being” type of wisdom. Do you suppose we have to try a lot of the stuff that our inner voices are telling us “this won’t work” and bear a lot of scuffs and scrapes before we are wise enough to STEP OUT ON THAT INNER VOICE?

  3. Sue Dreamwalker
    Nov 10, 2011 @ 03:23:01

    Sometimes I think as we grow older and wiser we understand we just have to BE for isnt that what we are……. Human BE-ings.. But we forgot how to BE in that moment of Beingness. … and some forgot how to be Human…….
    Great Post.. Grandbee
    ~Dreamwalker

  4. granbee
    Nov 10, 2011 @ 05:38:46

    Thank you most humbly, Sue! BE-ing can always be regained every time we walk into The Light!

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