Thou shalt wear trousers, but they shall fall half down to teach humility over arrogance.

Jay Woodman

Tag: humility arrogance trousers



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Hearts In Me

If I look to the world with hearts in my eyes
Then surely I’ll be intrigued and inspired.

If I touch the world with hearts in my hands
Then surely I’ll learn how to understand.

If I listen to the world with hearts in my ears
Then surely I’ll truly be able to hear.

If I speak with the world with hearts in my mouth
Then surely I’ll be kind and gentle enough.

If I think of the world with hearts in my mind
Then surely I’ll be awake to all life.

If I reach for the world with hearts in my palms
Then surely its love will flow through my arms

Jay Woodman

Tag: life love world mind heart hands eyes mouth understand hearts kind ears speak gentle flow hear



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my face for peace - no more war in my name

Jay Woodman

Tag: peace war name



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What’s locked away / from sight today / will come out / when we look / without fear / for the truth / of what is / really there.

Jay Woodman

Tag: truth



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Always question what other things than the top layer are proceeding on beneath.

Jay Woodman

Tag: question layer beneath-the-surface



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Love yourself enough to open your eyes, and open your eyes enough to love yourself.

Jay Woodman

Tag: love self eyes



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Fly (poem from the book Blue Bridge)

Delicate, / butterfly winged, / we vainly push against the sky, / each trying to find our place.

Yes, we are going to die, / let's not beat about the bush. / Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, / maybe even years from now.

Meanwhile, / we have someone who loves us, / someone to love. / Surely there is no need to hesitate.

Jay Woodman

Tag: love death die



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Breath (from the book Blue Bridge)

Whispering to myself
With every step I take,
Trying out names, for I know
There is something yet to be called …..

I know it, something up ahead
Just around the bend
Or over the rise –
A bird taking to the sky
From the edge of a jagged cliff –
A bird floating outwards
In silence ……. A silence
Waiting for a footstep
To crunch on stones,
For a voice to fling upward
Through sharp sunlight
With a name…… calling
Before the bird could call
Before the bird called.

Oh the bird was there alright
And sure it took flight
When it heard me approach
But it broke my heart
With a mighty croak!

So I’m sitting here playing
With a purple flower
Slender stem, no leaves
Purple fizz –

And it’s quiet again.
I am still
I am nothing
And the hill
Is a long, long slope
Down, down, down to the sea
Far below.

I could roll
I could run
I could scream
But I am nothing.

A cool wind blows
And the light is naked and nameless
And the rocks are faces of angels
And the bird in the sky wheels
And cries to forget the earth
And its ancient bones –
Oh, sensual pain –
Wings…. Wings…. Wings,
Singing wings.

If only I could begin
To describe the emptiness
Which fills me to the brim
With new breath

I might almost lose my name
And take instead a feather for my soul.

Jay Woodman

Tag: soul flight breath sky names wings emptiness nothing nothingness bird hill name



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Meltwater (from the book Blue Bridge)

Up here. A face
Loses its lines

I look to see
The colour of your eyes …
They have turned
To water.

I lean forward
To catch
The scent of your hair –
All I smell is heather.

I touch your hand
And all I feel is earth and stones.
There is nothing left
But the hillside’s breast

Your flesh and bones
Have vanished.

Jay Woodman

Tag: water flesh rocks bones blue-bridge



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Through the Mud
(from the book Blue Bridge)

A line of robots,
We approach a wall of mud,
Some of us carrying flowers.
The others laugh
Bit when we enter that wall
It is the flowers
That will make us an ark
To carry us on through the darkness,
Sailing through
With our symbols the only light
Until we fly
Out over the fields
On the other side of midnight
And all our wires
And bits of metal fall off.-
And our souls are bright again,
So new and light
They shoot up –
Up to plant our brilliant flowers
Like stars
In the face of heaven.

Jay Woodman

Tag: plant heaven stars darkness light flowers robots fly mud ark blue-bridge



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