A poem by John Pule

Be generous with your life
drink rain from the heavens,
not from the cup of uncertainty
There are moons that create shadows
that you have journeyed
and are about to journey again.
There are suns that illuminate
doorways and enter the house
of the imagination, furnishing
the rooms with memories
and unfaltering
beauty from Gods.
You have seen a beautiful stone
and the songs that come from it
will always wait for you.

Wake up

I can see the people waking up
slowly, one by one
eyelids lifting, hearts beating
to the sound of the same drum
No anger, no fear
but peace and calm
and sorrows from the past are gone
closer now to the truth
a long journey taken with care
giving thanks along the way
to the ones who stayed near
and to the beggars and fighters
forgiveness for their sins
for sin is merely going astray
from the one path that is clear

Where the answer lies

Yield to the flowers

As they smile at the sun

Give way to the trees

As they wave to the wind

Reach out to the birds

As they sing to the sky

Make way for a school of fish

As they swim on by

Challenge the mountains

As they stand their ground

Seek out the islands

Where peace can be found

Look up to the stars

As they dare to dream

Silence the night

While chasing a moonbeam

Turn towards the ocean

As it unfolds on the beach

A glimpse of an answer

That lies just out of reach

Seed

How well are you grounded

How far do your roots go down

Is it time to branch out

Reach for the light

That was out of your grasp

The intentions grown

From one simple seed of truth

Where the River Flows

There once was a time
When the rivers met
Where we could stand our ground
The water flows fast now

Fighting against the storm
The enemies retreat
It’s so cold outside
Why won’t they go away

The noise of the world
Blocking out their sound
With some sort of enlightenment
Pulsating in the ears

The pictures tell us stories
The blank screen stares
Truth or fiction, who knows
We turn away from the lies

To reach for lines written
The pages appear one by one
A book to open the mind
The chapters of the soul

Read by anyone who cares
To set upon the open road
To go where the river flows
To stand their ground

Time is like a river.

You cannot touch the same water twice,

because the flow that has passed will never pass again.

Degradation

Take a walk down
To the riverside
The water running slow
No longer clear

The birdsong absent
Unnatural silence
The water disturbed
By roaming cattle

Calls unanswered
Tonight the river swells
Solutions so simple
The river screams

The criminal hides
Behind the power of money
A screen of shame
That will mean the end

All the effort
Struggling to make change
Many voices join in
Only hope remains

Alice

Going down the rabbit hole
Into another world
Surreal and superb
No limits in this universe
The life before was dull
Taking the red pill
Unplugging from the machine
Becoming machines of god
Suffer is all that we do
Suffer for this life
Our waiting has been cruel
But now we are released
Into the wild
Into infinity

End of Never

Endless wanderings
Timeless connection
To the end of the world
And deep into the ocean

Forever broken
Forever waiting
A moment unexpected
Unique and unwavering

Shadowed by the shape
Of an undeniable past
The future may look bright
If you take another glance

Through the looking glass
All the star explosions
Are turning into dust
A change in evolution

The endless wanderings
Don’t go on forever
One day you’ll realise
When it’s the end of never

Midnight Melodies

I can hear those
midnight melodies
ringing in my ears

the taste of sound
straight through the mind
out up into the sky

don't let it go
don't fight it
enjoy the moment

and under the moon
out by the firelight
is where i'll be

seemingly immersed
in those melodies
won't you join me?