EVENING DUSK

Raven

Walking downtown at dusk
in the pedestrian silence,
except for the monotonous beat and hum
of a traffic signal.

Across the street
there are old restored buildings,
looking empty inside,
though maybe full
of crafted clay mannequins
from an enterprising sculptor.

Occasional real passers by
stare at their hand held devices
or listen to perfected music
on their headphones.

Have these devices
in the shadows
like a stealthy thief
stolen our imagination,
our capacity to hum or whistle
our own song,
experience surrounding nature,
the feeling of the wind, or
the colors of the sunset?

Are they like Poe’s Raven
knocking at the chamber
of your heart,
seeking admittance?

Don’t admit them.
Be aware!

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY

HOME IS WHERE MY BEING IS

Beside Still Water

Oh, you’re a holiday
Oh, you’re a holiday
Now it’s my turn to say
and I say, “You’re a holiday.”
—————— the Bee Gees

Holiday inns and ways
to escape
the core of my being
the life in my days.

There’s dialogue with others.
There’s hope midst despair.
There’s love in my living
Not getting stuck in repair.

So, I’m singing my song
Painting my poem
There’s love in my living
when I am being home.

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY

HEART FULL

Small Purple Flowers2

Someone I cared for

gone now away

colors my day

when I feel this way.

 

Somebody I knew,

together we walked,

together we grew (old)

together we talked.

Now, there’s this pain

I won’t see her again.

Thinking today,

She’s gone, now, away.

Feeling her faults

was easy to do,

yet I saw her good

and my heart understood.

Where did she go?

Someone may know,

(God only knows)

but she’s not here

except in my heart.

Here in my heart.

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY

EARTH SPIRIT

craggy-gardens-trail

EARTH SPIRIT

Let the Earth

join with my spirit.

Let the wind

bring forth my joy.

As I move forward,

feeling the sun

as I am walking

now through my day.

Let the Earth

Be as my mother,

bringing forth

 an array of life

so very supportive.

Let the earth in

abundance of water,

and greenness of trees,

the air filling

my spirit and lungs

through this day,

as I am walking

through my life today.

 

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ALL LIFE’S TREASURES

Portrait-with good hat

ALL LIFE’S TREASURES

I have lived through
many changes and experiences.
I have died a death to move on
I have been in fullness.
I have lived through emptiness
and darkness.

I have expressed love
I have loved
I have been loved

Life inside and outside
continues to unfold in Mystery.

I can be in this still point
in this space between
this unfolding future,
and these receding memories
and pasts in the mirror.

I can be grateful
for all Life’s learnings,
for all Life’s challenges,
for all Life’s treasures.

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY

HAWK HIGHLIGHTS

Hawk in flight

[“We’re thinking of a war on _______.”]

-My Spirit Guide-

See the hawk
not apart from me,
my consciousness,
Seeing the greater
terrain I’m a part of.

Isn’t war seeing
others as objects, things,
rather than beings?

Things without life
of their own
to be manipulated.

Beings on the other hand
have love, life,
and maybe differences,
which may be other
than your own.

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY

*** The Hawk represents a messenger in the Native American culture. It often shows up in our life when we need to pay attention to the subtle messages found around us, and from those we come into contact with.

Contemplating a Sunset

Mobile Bay Sunset

I’ve worked night shift at a care center, and I’ve watched the slow advent of dawn in the morning before anyone was awake and before the sun had arisen. It’s quite an awesome and I want to say other worldly process to contemplate. Walking at my favorite pond this evening, I had the opportunity to show up just as the process of sunset was occurring. The temperature was just right and there was a slight evening wind blowing across the water. As I’ve stated before, the colors here are amazing and actually were shifting while the sun was going down behind the trees.

When I began my walk, the sun was just above the tree tops and bright. As I stopped to sit down on a bench, the sun went behind the trees and the light, the colors, and the reflections on the pond began to slowly shift. What I was experiencing is difficult to put this into words. I think we imagine this change from day to night as being an abrupt kind of thing. What I witnessed took about 45 minutes, and then lights began coming on in the city. On the pond, the wind caused wave patterns which changed as the temperature of evening changed. The colors and reflections on the water of the trees and the picnic house also changed to gradually darker colors of brown, shadow, and greenish black from the trees.

All of this and more was how I witnessed this everyday event in nature. As I stayed contemplating the process, what struck me most was how gradual the changes were occurring. As I said, it was not an abrupt process. The gradual process was occurring to my eyes in the changing colors, the wave patterns on the water, the changing temperature, and the changing of the wind.

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY