Poem: Insight 1065.02

When you wake up…
In the morning
What do your eyes see?
What does your heart feel?
Are you ready to meet the world,
and, is the world ready to meet you?

The world is…
glorious, wondrous
A paradise, heaven


The world is…
a dangerous place
a pit of fire, a damnable hell
that somehow you have created


It is both.

For each challenge
for each painful movement
For I have trod,
either the greenest of plush grasses
Or through edgy rough patches of bramble

If the matter is, I lament my place,
Or, I give love in hopes it is returned,

I’ve have accepted pain as a portal to some place sweeter
and not condemned it

When I am confronted with evil…

I choose to love
I choose kindness
I choose to embrace
I choose grace
I choose to see you smile

I find Yoga is like that,
an entangling process
amid fluid movement and strain
the poses both daunting and satisfying

which in the end
at Savasana, a sleep, of sorts,

I am in discovery of small bits of heaven
a sweeter taste on my lips of poetic words,
of the clear sounds of brilliant songs playing in my head
of nostrils full of a soft violet fragrance
my burden is lightened,
and the touch is more like
velvet peace and joy

And love

Published by: frankmarquezwritings

I'm a writer, and have been for most of my adult life. Without making this sound like a resume, I wrote creatively in college, dabbling in poetry, short stories and play writing. Later, I became a journalist, public affairs specialist, copy editor and eventually a guy who ran his own newspaper. Now, I'm back to letting my imagination run wild in some new creations including a science-fiction novel. Somehow, I also managed to teach English to high school kids, and roam the battlefields of Afghanistan as a field historian. Field historian may be a misnomer considering all I did was write abstracts summarizing military unit profiles and missions that included hundreds of interviews of troops and contractors in combat. I grew up in a small town called Gering, Nebraska, before escaping to Pomona, California, where I spent my last two years of high school, graduating from Ganesha High School in 1983. I have a Bachelors in English from the University of La Verne (1987), and a Masters in Education from UNLV (2007). In between, I worked for government - the Army and TSA. I served tours in Panama, D.C., and Tokyo, all thanks to a teacher who encouraged me to see the world before I settled down. As hobbies, I run, hike and bicycle long distances. I have also been known to surf and ski. I now live in my hometown after moving back in June 2015. I get to see family on a regular basis, breath fresh air, and not have to ride the D.C. metro or get stuck in traffic. In fact, I ride my bicycle whenever I can. I'm happily married to my wife Lisa, and we watch over a pack of fur babies, our dog Charley, and three cats Spike, Bootsy, and Franky (his shelter name). If you should ever visit me in west Nebraska, be prepared to feast your eyes on paradise.

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