Poem: Steep Spires

2013-09-22 Cathedral spires

The steep spires
The stained glass
The carved statues
The old books
The unhappy people
Posed questions
They couldn’t answer

When all along
The answers I sought
Were in a patient part
I simply needed
To unlock the lock
And listen quietly
To a peaceful heart

About the poem:
I don’t have a religion, but if I did, it would probably be Buddhism. I like the idea that the main goal is to control your mind so that you can get out of your own way, and let the divine stuff you are here to do, happen! I was raised Catholic, and likely misinterpreted everything people tried to teach me. So, if that was part of it, I missed it.

I think life is at the core very simple. Love is the key. What makes it complicated is how to do that best in the variety of situations we find ourselves in every day. Others can give me guidance, but I do my best when I am calm and peaceful, and remember that I am here to love and grow.

I would hope that adults in all capacity teach kids (and each other) the idea of being responsible for having a peaceful heart, and learning how to do it. And there are many, many ways to do it.

This photo is of the Cathedral church in Downtown Denver. For years, what I remembered most about this church is that they served donuts and chocolate milk in the basement, whereas our home parish did not. See what I mean? I might have missed the most important lessons someone tried to teach me.

 

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