I Caused the War... Twp poems. What could you be doing to make Peace in the World right now?

Date:   7/18/2006 6:59:52 AM ( 18 y ago)

4:56 AM
July 18, 2006

These are two poems I
am inspired to reprint from
my Getting Hip original website.

I am having some internal configuration
problems...DAH, as Kermit might say...


Here are the two poems.
See my other blog
Revelatiory dream
for the background that goes with these poems...

http://curezone.com/blogs/m.asp?f=92&i=1785

Thank you.

I hope you are using your Higher Talents
right now and following your Soul's Heart's
Desire for you to make Peace in the World.

Even if you are stuck in your own bed right now...
there are things you can be doing to make
Peace in the world right now.

These poems were written
while I was on crutches
after Hip Revisions.

I want to invite in to visit
the original Getting HIp site
when you finish these poems.




your eg

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I Caused the War

I caused the War.
I apologize.
God gave me an entire Garden
with everything I could possibly
need except experience.
I wanted to know more.
When my Beloved offered me
lovelyfruit from the Tree of Knowledge,
I bite into it.
She was innocent. She meant no harm.

I loved that fruit. It made good Smoothies,
but I ate too much an I got indigestion.
Then my mind got out of hand.
I thought I did something wrong.
I went into hiding.
God came to find me out.
God said, where are you?
I was ashamed of my nakedness
when He came calling
I put on clothes.
I confess. I have had a lot of fears
that have controlled me.

Today is a new day.
I am GETTING HIP.
Going into hiding caused me and you
a lot of pain.
Pretending I do not know your every thought
and you my every thought
caused us both a lot of pain.
I have once again taken up residence
in the Enchanted Garden.
I welcome you to join me living here.
I welcome you to end War right now.
AllI can say is Plant Your Dream!
The world will be a more beautiful place.
I promise to not spend all my time worrying
and fretting about the missing Peace.
I know I am the missing Peace.
I promise to come out of hiding.
Will you join me in being
the Missing Peace too?

Leslie Goldman
January 22, 2003

The Day President Bush was given the power
to make War on Iraq


Subject: Burying Our Dead


I go meatless most of the time.
Occasionally, a Rocky Organic Chicken Dog
slips down the gullet
in honor of childhood's favorite foods Mom made.
Rare meat I buy, even the 22% hamburger
intended to eat raw, ends up going into the
freezer to be dealt in the Eternal Hereafter.

Down the street, not too far away,
is a friend who I have not visited in years.
He treats me with utmost respect.
His name is Hani. He is Arab.
He speaks better Hebrew than I do.

He was born in Bethlehem, a city
noted for its other Star.
Hani's kindness
and respect for all humanity
is clear from the wide clientele
who come into Near East Foods
in various traditional garbs to buy his very,
very, fresh Lamb in all its body parts.

Women whose face I cannot see:
Men who speak languages I do not understand;
Dark skinned and happy children who wonder
why I walk the way I do--
all these shop at Hani’s
among the bagged basmati rice
and familar labeled herbs and seeds I know by
fragrance but cannot decipher by foreign label.

Hani's children are grown now.
His son is no doubt a basketball star
for some local high school,
but the moment I enter his store,
Hani will remember
me by name and wonder about
the distant travels that have kept us apart.

Today we are both in thoughts of War
but neither of us imagines that somebody very,very
different has volunteered to be our enemy.

A few men who maybe never got
suckled enough decide events that will influence
the lives of all us shopping here.

I know if I call Hani and
ask for a delivery of the Lamb he will bring it.

We will sit and talk.
We will wonder about the influence
of grown men who behave as fighting boys, live in White Houses
and ask we bury our dead.
We will know without saying
that his dead and my dead
will be the same dead.

Something inside wants to see my dear friend Hani.
Something in me is calling out for the Lamb.

Leslie Goldman
nine days after GETTING HIP 2

January 24, 2003
7:31 AM


 

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