Elderly Dayak warrior.
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We as occupants of this space-ship called earth should become more aware of what we are doing to ourselves. We have to live in our own mess!
The earth's population is receiving a "WAKE-UP" call that is a serious one as we are finding out with El Nino and the problems connected with global warming.
'Tis sweet to dance down life's golden path
smelling flowers along the way,
Never tending to signs of nature's wrath
or what the ecologists say.
Where have all the green frogs gone?
Dysfunctional family of man is to blame,
doing vile deeds that must rate
As careless disasters of environmental shame,
stations of the cross to man's fate.
Where have all the green frogs gone?
"Pay attention!" disappearing species cry
and solutions are hard to find.
Expanding population lack motivation to try,
since denials block each mind.
Where have all the green frogs gone?
High-voltage problems approached today
using a low-wattage solution,
Generating a 'lights-out' that may portray
an end to mankind's evolution.
Where have all the green frogs gone?
"Not to worry," politicians and statesmen assure
from their flustery dufus mode.
But disappearing frogs know the truth and more;
still man walks that deadly road.
Must we be forced to learn the wayward frog's sad secret?
� 12/96 -Beimers
There has got to be a place in a poet's heart for that special loved one. Poetry is the chance to wax romantic, and I for one am not above showing my sentimental and romantic side. Why not! Women shouldn't have a monopoly on sensitivity and emotionalism.
Winner of the World Of Poetry Golden Award 1987.
BE GENTLE WITH ME MY DARLING
Look up from the tedious and oft-times depths of despair,
For I am living and real, made in this moment for you.
I am the best of all your random and wondrous creations.
From this moment forward I will excite and move your life.
I sing to you of my contentment, for I am completed knowing you.
You are perfect the way you are and I shine in your perfection.
Use me for I have been created by you for you.
I honor you by being me, so use me wisely, my gift
To you is the secret of secrets...
Reason leads to little understanding!
The only truth in the universe is what one feels.
Don't try to understand this world and never deny feelings.
We are being born every moment, birth being that moment of knowing.
Let our moments together be filled with knowing love.
Be gentle with me my darling for I am eternal and your creation.
Excitement grips me while visions of future whirl in my mind's eye,
Yet all expectation is pure fantasy and virtual reality haunts us.
What is true keeps mystifying us with the maya of illusions.
It is true one must love self before loving another.
The FATES come from high indifference; only the mortal human
Comes from the love or hate found nestled within.
Love yourself, my darling, so your love may be shared with me.
Don't hide your love of self, but carry it boldly and proudly.
Come from that loving place within, allowing it to multiply.
Life's lesson being: you won't have to look far
For another's love when you come from love.
There is a quiet place deep in my heart of hearts
Where you will reside for the time it takes eternity to pass.
Whatever keeps the stars apart must intricately work
Bringing together one soul with another forming a perfect match and order.
Thank you, my darling, for allowing me to share your reality,
Your life's precious moments, along with your gentle passion.
I treasure it all and want to be in all your thoughts and dreams.
�1978 -George J. Beimers
THE SEA AND ME
Morning dawns gloriously through heaven's gate,
Awakening sea raising high its powerful wave,
Sun creeps over horizon, leaving its watery grave
Aware its burden of supporting all life,
Since man rose from its depths to face any strife,
Let me be born again and wipe clean my slate.
The sun now is full and the day begins anew.
Sharp-eyed gulls circle in a wide noisy loop,
Awaiting some miracle such as a minnow to scoop,
While cool rosy sun bathes this whole scene,
Causing heart to quicken with feelings unforeseen.
I know life is adventure and this too is true.
Viewing all around me, my soul feels the joy,
Of warm radiant sun's glow lighting up my heart,
Revealing wonders, wisdom, and happiness for a start,
Life's experiences revealed to God through my eyes.
Primitive man becomes civil, winning heaven as prize.
Illuminating what man made evil could destroy.
Mystery surrounds us on all sides,
And the sea wakes everyone from the ongoing dream,
Masking life's troubles, or so it would seem.
We plunge forward, adding chapters to the book of life.
We note the beautiful while ignoring the strife.
What is real in the end is only love that abides.
Last thought:
Allow...
For like hope, a universal constant could be love,
Drowning out all hate, until only love is left above,
And beyond.
-George J. Beimers 2003
This next poem was to go to the International Society of Poets since they nominated me as Poet of the Year for 2003. It was going to be read at their convention in Washington D.C. in the middle of August. However, I won't be able to attend. What I had in mind when I wrote it was:
Secrets For Those Who Would Master Enlightenment
The Wisdom of the Ages (All in a Poem? Wow!)
Want to know what it takes to be an Ascended Master?
Man, the mystery of the universe, comes together as a point
of light,
From the very fires of creation, releasing that one little spark
so bright,
Caught in the thought of the Creator who is the Cause of it All.
Silence helps, for there is wisdom in silence allowing feelings
to stall,
Yet, holding your tongue when one speaks evil is worse than hiding
your light,
And strengthening the thickest darkness of ignorance from sight.
Truth is like sunshine lighting the corners of man's soul so
bare.
Learning comes from experiencing success and failures layer upon
layer.
They go with living life to fullest measure of your abilities
and skill.
Allow your cup of knowledge with the taste of wisdom to fill.
Hard earned wisdom is power, and power is wisdom, or they say,
Hand in hand the two become one to perfect your whole way.
Be not so proud of dialog with the ignorant as well as the
wise,
Both may add something to your learning, so this I advise:
Pay attention to the mystery that surrounds us all, affecting
our fate.
Do not bend the laws of nature, for they have that reciprocal
trait,
Of sneaking up and biting one's tender butt from behind,
While pillaging and polluting our environment, being unkind.
Through natural and man made law come man's freedom to be,
All that the promise of life holds forth for wise and aware to
see.
One can tell the measure of a person by what their open heart
desires,
So follow your life's desires, but always do more than job requires.
When riches come your way, though you think that is what all savors
Dwell not upon them, but with what your heart honestly favors.
Those who are guided find fewer problems mixing socially and
doing great good.
Those loose, with no direction, wander off path, doing little
that they could.
Following one's heart is easier, when filled with ideas so right,
About special people such as yourself, a child of the Light.
If people come to you for council, let them alone to freely speak,
So the thing can be done easily for that which they earnestly
seek.
And if they hesitate to open themselves to you very long,
It is because the impatient judge within you is doing the wrong.
Glory not in slick and stilted speech.
And certainly think carefully not to preach,
For it puts you off balance, so pay no heed
To it yourself, I'm sure you're agreed.
Silence may be golden, certainly not portraying ignorance in any
way.
If you seek greatness be known and honored among all who would
say,
It is for your wisdom, compassion, mixed with gentleness and love,
All those good things sent by those powers who smile from above.
When seeking the nature of a friend, ask not those who know them
at length.
Instead spend time with them, learning first hand through testing
their strength,
By discussion or debate, sounding out character as well as heart
felt reception,
From their chosen words and reactions to each direct and honest
question.
All which exists is only another form of that, which exists
no longer,
This is a form of non-being working to become ever stronger.
Everything that has being is passing into yet another being,
And you yourself are not an exemption, which sacred idea is rather
freeing.
Matter is fluid and flows like a stream,
Constantly in change or so it would seem.
Deep in the essence of matter are contained many dimensions,
Multitudes of mystery concealed in many layers of successions
All interconnected within other realities of space and time,
There are worlds within worlds in dimensions numbering nine.
All with diffusions of consciousness scattered high and low,
Concealed throughout space with sameness as above so below.
There is a key to unlock all gates to time and space,
But wisely it is well hidden from the human race.
Nine, the number of interlocked dimensions,
Which makes Nine the cycles of space as an expression.
Nine are then the diffusions of consciousness for all,
Thus nine are the worlds within worlds in which we may fall.
Also find Nine are the Masters of the cycles found,
That comes from above and below in the universe so round.
Space is filled with concealed ones, for space is divided by time.
To seek the key to time-space and all that is sublime,
One must unlock the gate; and what is the key?
Will it be knowledge and truth that allows us to see?
Know this truth throughout all time-space exist,
Consciousness in all matter, which must surely persist.
Though from our present day knowledge it is hidden,
Yet still it will remain and forever remember when bidden.
The key to worlds within yourself your higher self knows today.
For many will leave the key 'One within One' where it lay.
Seeking within circle now to really live, and use magic word soon
revealed,
For meditation can make connections to higher self even with lips
sealed.
Human, think that you live, but know it is life within death
only.
For being body-bound, no true life exists, only illusion rather
lonely.
Your Soul is time and space-free, having a life to actually become.
All else is only a bondage, a clinging fetter which to be freed
from.
Think not that man is earth-born, however, coming to earth as
an old soul,
He may be presently on earth but acting only in a 'step-in' role.
Man is a light-born spirit, but, without knowing, he can never
freedom find.
Darkness surrounds the light-born and fetters the Soul leaving
humans blind.
Only the one who is seeking may ever hope for hard won freedom.
Shadows are falling all around, and darkness fills the human kingdom.
Shine forth, O' Light of the human-soul that free would be.
And fill all corners of the great darkness of earth's space completely.
You are another sun of the Great Light, a spark so small
Coming from the Great Torch, The Cause Of It All.
Come forth, O' Spark, from the Light without end,
You are in the shadows no more and born again.
From the darkness of night your soul came forth airy and bright,
Filled with the glory of being freed and One with the Light.
You are key to all wisdom, and within you is all time and space.
Live not in serfdom to darkness, but free your spark of Light
for this place.
So what is the secret of all secrets? Let you learn right now.
From chaos and fractal comes the secret of life and you may ask
how.
Cause of All brought forth from chaos and fractals what came to
be
Disorder, and of course the next step had to equal order, such
as land and sea.
Order must come from disorder just as your light comes from
Fire.
Look at the disorder in your life and bring forth order, then
aspire,
For that which puts forth this thing felt as love found so hard
to show.
Love is no mystery to us, for we know the truth, as above so
below.
-George J. Beimers- 2003-
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