Spreading the light;
I smile at a complete stranger,
thinking compassionate thoughts,
speaking kind words,
doing good deeds.
I find myself in harmony
of thoughts, words and actions.
Shanti.

Years ago,
when I set my path
I had no clue where I’m headed.

I met a Tai Chi master;
he taught me The Way.
I didn’t quite get it,
but I enjoyed it all the same.
So I stayed.
Then he passed away.
 

A leaf
Turns yellow
Midsummer
Is it too early
Is it too late

Cary, NC, Aug 2, 2018
(c) 2017 Ronen Divon. All Rights Reserved.

When I first awoke
it was a bright new day.
The air was crisp;
not a cloud in the sky.
And the birds – I did not know them by name,
yet they chirped joyfully.

Patience is surrender,
to this moment,
and the next,
and to the one that follows.

A place of trust,
a place of surrender;
a place of but few,
if any expectations.
 

I am a Judeo-Christian, Buddha-loving Taoist;
born with bleached black, yellow and red skin.

For the journeys I’ve experienced
and for travels yet to come

I am sitting in a circle
engulfed in the current
There’s a glow flowing through me
Then I just give in

The future is out there,
like a horizon covered by early morning fog.
I peer into it,
attempting to identify
shapes in the mist;
yet,
I know I cannot.