Sunday, September 23, 2012

Now





Now
   Exists unhindered inside the pulsing wild wonders
Of space and time
   A nirvana revealed in kinetic fits of endless hope

Now
   Is the part of you aching awake through the rolling depths
Of mental rebellion
   Spiraling across maelstroms of self-conscious silence
To dare cut through the maul of the endless background chatter
   And speak

Now the moment the truth bears whole and dares call bold
To speak

Now
   Breaks reality down into perfect sub-seconds of pure release
A magick waiting to surprise our wit with a brave new focus

Now
   Is a precision born of awareness
Genetically sequenced-Locked inside
   Intrinsic through endless eons of chaotic matter
Twisting raw in the primordial logic of every stellar core
   Passing patiently along in its priceless, peerless, perfection
Daring us all to see….

Looking for you to see…..

Now me.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

PFC. Jonathon Crawford

    Today's blog is dedicated to the memory of Private First Class Jonathon Crawford.
    Jon was a member of my wife's extended family and a friend of my son Thomas.
    Unfortunately, I didn't have the honor of knowing him.
    Jonathon drown less than 24 hrs. after graduating from Marine Boot Camp at Parris Island, South Carolina. He was a young man who knew what he wanted out of life and was diligently pursuing it. He chose  to spend part of his young life in service to our country.
    If I didn't know anything else about him, that would be enough.
    I helped my son get ready for his funeral this morning noting the resignation present in his eyes. Thomas is not one to express his feelings but in the few words he did speak on the subject, I understood his confusion.
    There are no words that can ever come close to explaining how something like this happens, how someone so young, someone who chose to dedicate his life to the defense of this country, could be taken before the whole of his aspirations could be fulfilled.
    There are no words.
    The only thing that can give any solace is that he lived, that he chose to serve, that he had the brains, fortitude and strength to take on the challenge of Marine recruitment training and persevere.
    He was a United States Marine.
    If only for a day.
    My prayers go out to his parents and his family.
    God Bless you all.