One More Step

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One More Step – © 2021 Patrick Canganelli.

where was my home
that I left
to come here
and settle in this place,
what music was there,
what beauty surrounded me there
that I was drawn here
instead.

was there sadness?
did we care?

I care.

I care
wherever I stand
wherever I call home.
I stand for everyone
I care for every abandoned soul
and every noble heart

the place from whence I came
did we know
of love
I say ‘yes’
we knew that the glad heart
can sing
and its songs
drown out sorrow and hate.

from wherever I came
from wherever you came
we are here now
together
to share the pain
yes
to share the emptiness
I suppose.

But we are also here to strike up
a new tone.
We came from other dominions
to stand together
to look in each other’s eyes
and see the soul,
to walk on the Commons.
we are not here
to shudder at the outward look of things
I think we traveled far
to get here.
we travelled with hearts and minds
knowing this is now the Common ground.

One more step.
One more lonely brother
One more beloved sister
we will embrace everyone
on the Common ground—
no one to turn back.

We are all here at last.

(written at night, on the eve of Humanity.)

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My Prayers are Inscribed

glitter on construction paper
With Sparkling Warmth – © 2020 Patrick Canganelli.

my prayers are inscribed between the lines
and in the praise enfolding all the stanzas.
dew drops sliding from the tender points
of leaves
are the ticks my heart beats
waiting to hear
His name.
But as suddenly as the rain stops,
it picks up again,
a deafening shower
of voices.
have we all finally come to this one place
deep in the rain forest
where slender stalks push up to the sun?
and when we reach the top
we are filled from top to toe
with sparkling warmth
from the songs of heaven.
we become the canopy
the sun is a blanket on our heads
our feet are planted in the soil
so we will grow together
and we will form voices
great harmonies destined to ring throughout the verdant boughs.
when night falls
we reflect.
and then the sun shall return
and renewed singing will generate a bio-dome
filled with love-
yes, a bio-dome
filled with love!

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A Calm Bright Path

sparkling ocean
Sparkling Ocean – © 2020 Patrick Canganelli.

Sitting in this hollow log
tossed gently on the waves
I am dreaming of the distant shores
the sun on the horizon
is my beacon
a bright line of yellow orange
finds its way to me
behind me
are yesterday’s memories
floating on the water
foamy crests and side swirls
each encapsulating
a day spent in the past
but I go ever forward
I will not look back
behind me is the sea foam
ahead is the sun
and
a calm bright path.
I anticipate the community
of souls,
in my mind
words of joy
are brewing
and spilling out
to form
a new directive
I am positively
filled with hope
there will be other souls
with their words
spilling out
mixing with mine
to build
tomorrow.
I scan the sea from edge to edge
and I can see a gathering
a million hollow logs
with eager souls
heading to that ball of light
we will reach
a distant shore
we will stand together
our feet side by side in the sand
so then
we will raise our arms
every single one of us
in unison
with nothing in our hearts
but each other
you see —
I brought nothing with me
I only need all of you.
please let us fill our hearts
with all of who we are,
standing on the shore together,
hands raised
all troubles left behind
eventually
I know the crests and eddies
behind me
will fall away
into the vast oceanic yesteryear.
but we will step across each other’s footprints
forming a new organism
called man-KIND.
our kind and gentle voices all heard,
nothing from where we came from
except the joy
of who will we become.
I cannot wait
for that great shore!

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I am Ready

Star of Heaven.
Star of Heaven (taken through Schylling Classic Tin Kaleidoscope) – © 2020 Patrick Canganelli.

 

I am here waiting in the dark
cold corners at my back
my eyes covered
my heart heavy
quiet and passive
but I am dreaming awake
thinking of tomorrow
not patient
my breath is hoarse
I am ready to spring out
from this dank retreat.
at dawn
I will sprint forth
all my energy bound up
now to be released
I am ready
ready to begin again,
ready to meet the throng
of all my brothers and sisters.
We will gather on a hill
under the bright sky.
I, with others,
will lift my chin
toward the hot light
that has traveled through space.
I will turn my head
and ask those around me
‘can you feel the star of heaven dancing on your face?’
great smiles will answer back.
we will be gathered together again
coming from the shadows
to greet the day,
what we do together will
be
magic.

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