Archive for May, 2010

My God

31 May 2010 | Paul Rea

My God
Why has thou forsaken me?
Cast me offshore
Into the treacherous sea
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Another Sin

31 May 2010 | Paul Rea

So I commit this lie
This life
Of sin
Of whim
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Blog for Wednesday May 26, 2010

26 May 2010 | Paul Rea

“Even This Shall Pass Away” a poem by Theodore Tilton was referred to me by one of my closest friends R. Sharma. Thank you for making me aware of this wonderful poem that has a similar theme to my own “How Rich Am I?”.

“What I Am” is a poem inspired by a multitude of sources including the Beatles “All You Need Is Love”, and in particular the series of books written by Neale Donald Walsch entitled “Conversations With God”. The poem’s most basic premise is that we are all pure love and that love is all there is. We are all the same – no more and no less than anyone else and until we begin to realize this basic truth human life can not progress. Some of you may ask how a Hitler or the harshest serial killer could be considered to be “pure love” but my answer to that question is the following adaptation of a famous story:

One day a teacher asked his class if they believed God existed. Not suprisingly most of the students raised their hands in the affirmative. The teacher ridiculed the believing students by then asking them if God did exist then why had he created evil i.e., rape, torture, murder, etc. The teacher went on to say that God could not exist because an almighty God would not have created such evil.

A lone student at the back of his class raised his hand and asked the teacher if he believed in darkness. The teacher replied, “Well, ofcourse!” “During the day it is light and during the night it is dark.”
“Darkness is a human construct”, corrected the student. “What we humans perceive to be darkness is really just an absence of light”. The student went on, “It is the same with the evil that you just referred to. There really is no such thing as evil but merely the absence of love.” “God did not create evil, humans have constructed the concept to explain an absence of love in the same way they created the constructs of light and dark.”

The student’s name was Albert Einstein.

Peace

Paul

Even This Shall Pass Away by Theodore Tilton

26 May 2010 | Paul Rea

Once in Persia reigned a king,
Who upon his signet ring
Graved a maxim true and wise,
Which, if held before his eyes,
Gave him counsel at a glance
Fit for every change and chance.
Solemn words, and these are they;
“Even this shall pass away.”
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What I Am

13 May 2010 | Paul Rea

Every moment in time
Leads me to right now
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Blog for Monday May 10

10 May 2010 | Paul Rea

I’ve posted four new poems. “The World Stopped Turning” is a poem very much about love at first sight. I think each of us has experienced that head spinning feeling of falling love. The poem is an attempt to recreate that feeling.

“How Rich Am I” is a social commentary poem. I have never considered material wealth to be significant in my life. Instead I have sought to experience the wealth of nature and feelings. I invite my readers to do the same.

“Wars to be Fought” is one of my personal favourites and I encourage each of you to read and re-read beyond its verse. There is far more going on in this poem than a cursory reading of it suggests. The allegories regarding the Sun are there for a reason. The poem speaks to the eternal struggle each of us experiences.

“Over Your Shoulder” is a love poem. Its about watching and loving from afar. As a parent I often want to directly intervene in my children’s affairs knowing full well that I’d not be working in their best interest were I to do so. The poem speaks to the helplessness mingled with pure love that we feel.

Peace

Paul

The World Stopped Turning

10 May 2010 | Paul Rea

The world stopped turning
If only for a moment…

My heart stopped beating
If only for a moment…
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How Rich Am I?

10 May 2010 | Paul Rea

I have music
A million songs
A million rhythms
To match the beating of my heart
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