The wandering muse

“If we want to change the world we have to begin by changing ourselves.” -Dalai Lama

The donkey and the dogs

There is this donkey

That lives in the valley

And every morning

It lets out a call.

It is a loud, fearsome sound,

and it echoes through the valley;

It leaves no doubt that

This donkey is kicking and alive.

The dogs in the valley

Await the donkey’s morning call

and upon hearing it

They join in with elongated howls.

This I call the Brushy Creek Chorus,

and it gives me heart,

For it tells me I am not

The only animal that needs to howl.

A.S. Lenah Valley, 31.5.21

Dog walking a man

I saw the perfect case of a dog

Walking a man this morning.

It was a solid bull dog,

Pulling a chubby, middle aged man

By the leash, and while

The man held the upper hand

It was clear that the dog was

Leading the way.

I thought it was funny, you know,

When owners think they are

Going to walk their pets,

The pets probably think they

Are out to walk their owners.

A.S. Soho 16.4.20.

Glorious Rest

When your fuel tank is empty

and you’ve got nowhere to go

There is one place left always,

Remain where you find yourself to be.

The fallen leaf, drifting on a river

Lets itself be carried, is one with the flow,

It has nowhere else it would rather go

Than to meander on, from source to sea.

When you have worn yourself out

And you have a thousand tasks ahead

Sometimes it is worth admitting

That today is a glorious day of rest.

A.S. Lenah Valley. 27.09.2021

Fruition

A thought arrives

Snippet from a dream

It comes to us on gentle wings

Offers to help us carry that load.


Where will we go

Now that we can fly?

What are boundaries

When we can cross the sky?

Our bodies are the dust of stars

Our spirit is the yearning to be one

Like we were,

Before it all began.

A.S. Lenah Valley, 18.8.2021