CULTURE AFTERSHOCK

Seeking shelter from the storm of hatred,
the shock of indifference reverberates;
a time bomb spent to quell revolution,
yet offering no solution. Hardened hearts
rage against the dying of the fight;
with the resilience that defines the struggle.
We promise to thrive; staying alive to land
on our feet. A firm resolve shipped and settled.
Who are the real infidels?

© Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik – 2013

Written for THE SUNDAY WHIRL – Wordle #105

BEING HERE*

Breath and heartbeat.
Every new day is an event.
Hell bent on staying the course
with this life-force surging,
and purging every last bit of
fear and confusion; these intrusions
on a battered mind.
The lessons finally learned:
What matters, matters –
all else pales in comparison
in this garrison of vitality.
The reality of seemingly endless days
finds ways to enliven; given
to make these gifts a cause
to rejoice; a loud voice
in the wilderness, thankful
for all that has transpired.
As tired as it feels,
a good deal of these days now
are spent in praise of Being.
Seeing the forest AND the trees,
with knees to ground to pray.
This magnificence in relation.
Every new day – an elation;
a life spent in celebration.

© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2012

*Note: After fifty-six years in fermentation, the wine is finally reaching its peak!