I Just Have to Sit Down and Write

I JUST HAVE TO SIT DOWN AND WRITE

Today is too lovely,
too filled with Springtime,
to pick weeds.

Let them grow
and let it rain
so their roots
will yield to
my exercising.

I want to make poetry
out of seeds
and weeds,
of plants
and bushes.

I want to join in
the chorus
of birds
and watch the
squirrels swirl
around the feeders.

I want to smell the
lilac and honeysuckle,
hear the mantra sounds
of our zen waterfall.

I want to sit in the
swing and open my
body and soul
to the shining sun.

I want to smile and
weep a bit,
just sitting in the wonder
of it all.

Springtime is all about
the power of
resurrection and
survival,
making something
out of nothing,
waiting and watching
as Nature dances and
delivers her mystical bounty.

Making poetry out of
Springtime
is all about
being still,
just looking around,
smelling the soft fragrance,
even
waiting until it rains
to pull a few weeds.

-Hal Edwards
Wauconda
May 6, 2015

THE INVISIBLE WHOLE

Yellows pinks and purples,

Crocuses, tulips, daffodils,

Ah,

your time has come!

Springtime reawakens

something deep,

breathing quietly from

your invisible roots of darkness,

beyond sight and touch–

until now.

How do you do this?

How do stars

turn to mud, and stems

and blossoms

into color and perfume?

My words want to

retreat,

frightened at my

attempts to explain.

I am doomed to eternal and

inadequate expression

as I search through finite words

within my poor attempts

to explain

the mystery of the Infinite,

Sfully alive,

within

my Self.

Whatever I am,

Wherever I come from,

Wherever I am going,

there is

an inalienable Self,

a Divine human essence,

transcending all

and

permeating everything.

Something surely exists–

an Absolute Reality

before time and space,

before my creation

before all physical creation–

before, during and beyond

chronology’s brief stint.

As the oak wombs within the acorn,

As salt permeates the sea,

As the eagle soars above the clouds—

I embrace my resolve

Under the sun.

-Hal Edwards

once upon a time

in Wauconda