Malaquias Montoya |
You are laughing when I picture you
Sitting on the ground in the Joshua Tree desert
Or perhaps on a small bolder at the Yuba River
Eating the lunch that we packed in for our hike
A young man with long hair and a huge laugh
A lovable bear of a fellow
I am passing food to you or you pass it to me
From hand to hand and from heart to heart
And you are saying something funny
Our laughter fills the clean air around us
A bright sun a clear sky a place so lovely
You are laughing when I picture you
My dear son who I will not see again
James Lee Jobe
Pack your bags and go to the station without them.
Catch the train and leave your self behind.
Wei Wu Wei
I went to bed as a young man
Only to wake up and find
That my beard had turned white
That’s a long nap indeed
If I go to sleep again
I might just wake up dead
James Lee Jobe
When I forget my true nature I’m not able to see the humanity of others and I begin to meet anger with anger and fear with fear. When we’re not paying attention, these poisons can lead us to unhappiness and suffering. Just on the other side is this great possibility of liberation and freedom.
Leslie Booker, “Guidelines for an Ethical Life”
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James
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