Message 2 the Seekers and Sowers

The Supreme Goal
Is 2 see The Divine, The Absolute,
The Brahman en ev’ryone and ev’rything.

Good Luck!

–  PRIEST

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The Dawn

A crack en the veneer,
We so carefully crafted,
Reveals a wasteland once hidden
Behind the ramparts of our vanity’s shame

A wasteland where
We are neither kind
Nor generous 2 ourselves

A wasteland where
Brutes dig en their heels and
Shadows dwell

And the only Hell
Is the Hell we make!

{Two-Beat Pause}

A wasteland where
We suffer needlessly

A wasteland where
Anguish sets in

A wasteland where
The kindling of Ananda is discarded, then
Hastily thrown ento the bin

A wasteland where
We await a new sword en stone and
                a new round table w/
Glorious Knights of Faith prepared
To travel the Dark Wood alone

And atone,
For us all,

The loss of the Dawn

[The White Wood’s Beckoning Aside.]

Dawn –
The fall of Grace
Upon errant shoulders

That liminal state –
The very moment b’fore daye breaks
The very moment b’fore a purple skye is gorgeously fill’d
W/ a billion billion rays of light

{Fingercymbals-Twice}

A crack!
And a battalion of Seraphim descend

A crack!
And a siege of Demons rise

A crack!
And The Gatekeeper,
Pine cone staff en hand,
Opens his big brown eyes

© The Herder 20Seventeen

BuddhaPrayer Nr.2

Awakened One
Perfect One
Radiant One

We are all doing what we think we ought 2 and
We are all losing ground (losing faith)

Tho’ we hold the mala
Tho’ we recite the hallowed refrains
Until their syllables, en our throats, quake

[Aside.]
Whatever it takes, mama /
Whatever it takes 4 Nag 2 enflate his hood

Awakened One
Perfect One
Radiant One

We are all doing what we think we ought 2 and
We are all losing ground (losing faith)

Tho’ the heirs of David wail
Tho’ they rejoice en the Torah

Tho’ they rejoice over the Law
And press slips of paper b’tween
Blocks of stone en the wall

[Aside.]
Whatever it takes, mama /
Whatever it takes 2 close the gates of Hell

Awakened One
Perfect One
Radiant One

We are all doing what we think we ought 2 and
We are all losing ground (losing faith)

Tho’ the Christians drink the blood of their Savior
Tho’ they pierce his heart and eat his flesh

Tho’ they pray
Tho’ they sway (to and fro)
Tho’ they sing

[Aside.]
Whatever it takes, mama /
Whatever it takes 2 lay a crown of thorns upon the head of a shepherd king

Awakened One
Perfect One
Radiant One

We are all doing what we think we ought 2 and
We are all losing ground (losing faith)

Tho’ the TRUE Followers of the Prophet make the Hajj
Tho’ the TRUE Followers of the Prophet hark the call

Tho’ they face the holy city of Mecca
Tho’ they face the east and triumphantly submit

[Aside.]
Whatever it takes, mama /
Whatever it takes 2 slay despair, slay Iblis,
Slay this terrible, terrible beast

Awakened One
Perfect One
Radiant One

We are all doing what we think we ought 2

Still, we are losing ground
Still, we are losing faith

And soon
Very soon

The Palace floor is going 2 give way

And soon
Very soon

The Palace columns are going 2 buckle

Under the weight of brass shell casings
Under the weight of pipe bombs
Under the weight of charging lorries

Under the weight of dead black boys
Under the weight of murdered cops

Under the weight of Chicago drive-bys
Under the weight of unlawful stops

Under the weight of whyte carnations
Under the weight of a broken rainbow

Under the weight of a plain pine box
Under the weight of black key requiems

Under the weight of young widows
Under the weight of tall shadows

Under the weight of orphans
Under the weight of sackcloth

Under the weight of hate
Under the weight of death
Under the weight of spiritual contraction

Awakened One
Perfect One
Radiant One

We are all doing what we think we ought 2

Except love our neighbors
Except love our foes
Except cherish our scars

Except strive mightily 2 be Noble, Generous, and Just!

Lord Buddha,
We are all doing what we think we ought 2

Except what mama told us
Except what papa showed us
Except what we must

2 stop losing ground
2 stop losing faith

© The Herder 2016

Faith

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En this Kali Yuga

En this Age of Degeneration
En this Age of Iron

En this Age of Contraction
En this Age of Scarcity

En this splintered age
En this Age of Division

En this suffering age
En this Age of Fear

En this soul-less age
En this Age of Thralldom

En this dark age
En this Age of Desolation

Eye have Faith

© The Herder 2016