“Precious Reflections”

A precious stone hangs from my neck
And unto my chest;
It rests gracefully upon my barest bone.
Its purple hue reflects
The lone reading-light above my head,
Yet I feel as if I’m staring at Orion’s belt,
Where the hunter’s jeweled sword is fastened;
Still the image mirrored couldn’t be matched
By the greatest cluster of stars.

First I see my mother;
Her silvering hair shining
As the hard-tried wisdom
That when we’re with someone
We’d be left with regrets
Unless we treasure them
Knowing we may not meet again.

Then is my niece;
Her honest eyes brilliant
With the pioneering spirit of challenge:
When we’re without someone
We’d do best to keep them in our prayers
As the heartbeat in our breast;
An all-embracing intent
To absolutely fulfill a promise.

The third is a lover;
Her smiling lips glowing
With the creativity of patience:
We could be next to one & feel absent
Or be distant & feel as united as the divine designs
Made by the constellations in the sky.

11 comments on ““Precious Reflections”

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    • Hi, there! I’m deeply grateful to hear that this poetry resonates in some form with you.
      Thank you very much for your support.
      Do you also have writings up in the web?
      Well, I take your sincere expectation with the determination to be sure to keep producing work
      & most importantly to always be a poet dedicated to protecting & representing the everyday people.

    • You definitely have the ability!
      I’m confident that it is a matter of polishing the mirror of our minds
      to reflect all the dynamics of our heart’s fortress of treasures more clearly
      & find a way to concrete expression.
      It also helps to read a lot & to exercise writing daily, like keeping a journal.
      Actually, Emerson (great pioneer of the American Renaissance) encouraged his students & friends to challenge themselves to write every day.

      On that note, you reminded me of a quote from a dialogue in between two scholars that specify on that time-frame & my mentor: Daisaku Ikeda, a great peace activitst & Buddhist philosopher… it’s called “Creating Waldens” & here it is:

      “In his essay “Poetry & Imagination”, Emerson states that the highest calling of the poet is to teach his reader to despise the poet’s song. By this, he means that we all have the capacity to be poets, but maybe only now & then a great person comes along to inspire & move us to look to our own ability within – & eclipse eventually the poet & the poetry that once inspired us”. (pg: 45 of the English edition)

      I don’t suppose that I’m specifically a “great person” but I definitely take pride in my commitment to protecting humanity’s inherent potential & their direct access to that enlightened nature.

      At any rate, I appreciate your recognition of my efforts to convey things straight from the heart.
      And I hope that you will also take up the challenge & inspire many people to do so, as well!

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