George Krokos, 4 november 2012
It was from the sands of a windswept beach
I picked up pebbles that were easy to reach.
They had attracted my attention while walking by
their coloured well formed shape caught the eye.
There were so many to choose from I had to decide
in selecting those which my fancy would coincide.
It’s truly amazing what some people see in stone
a subject which a lot of our imagination is prone.
It was almost as if I’d found treasure on the seashore
and couldn’t help myself as I looked around for more.
The simple joy of collecting something that attracts the mind
is an age old activity which all people do have of some kind.
There were the questions of how many would I take
and what, if anything with them, one could make?
They were so abundant and all varied mostly in size
that it wasn’t hard to imagine an object or visualize.
It was also only the first location at which I found
that I thought surely there must be others around.
So with a sense of adventure I looked forward to explore
another beach while making my way home along the shore.
There were several other stops made further on the way
collecting various coloured pebbles amidst the sea spray.
Many times would I get my sandals wet along that coast
going amongst rocks and sand to the waters edge at most.
It was with a sense of gain and loss then after I’d taken enough
deciding right there and then to stop collecting which was tough.
The next step would be to think about and see what I would do
with all those beautiful pebbles gathered while passing through.
Maybe I could approach someone with the right flair and skill
who could make something with them and imagination fulfill.
That natural forming eroding action of water, ice, wind and sand
rarely requires the finishing touches of some other skillful hand.
Perhaps in fashioning some jewellery using metal to bind
a few pebbles together that are different or a similar kind.
Or maybe I could just keep some myself and give the rest away
a gesture of friendship toward which our memories would play.
Yes, it was from the sands of many a windswept lonely beach
I came across and collected pebbles that were within reach.
Isn’t it truly amazing what some people see in stone?
a subject in which much of our imagination is prone.
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George Krokos, 18 september 2012
So much of our life is wasted going after so many useless things
and later on we cherish memories or insights this usually brings.
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George Krokos, 18 september 2012
If obstacles always persist they’re like an unremitting obstruction
but when they go away or are overcome it’s a welcome deduction.
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George Krokos, 18 september 2012
What is it that's the most dear thing to your heart?
is it true love from which you dare not ever part?
Yet true love is union of the body, heart, mind and spirit
between all who are really human and completely with it.
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George Krokos, 18 september 2012
Isn't it better really having enough to get by with than having too much?
Life's not meant to be spent in luxury and pleasure or be content in such.
When a person comes in thy presence and begs some kindness and favour
just consider it in your humanity and give within your means of thy labour.
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George Krokos, 18 september 2012
Oh Lord, it seems to me, You are a God of pain
without which some people say there is no gain.
There is only so much that we creatures can bear
and it’s sometimes I wonder if You really do care.
Throughout the world You’re generally loved, hated or feared
and there are certain times when You are very strongly jeered.
Most people have a hard time making up their mind about You
because of the trials and tribulations that You put them through.
It seems strange and true to say that with Your almighty nature
You somewhat force people to bend to Your imposing stature.
To impress on them that You’re the Only One they should please
You have to prepare and teach them all how Your Will to appease.
Is it because of You’re being Immortal and All-knowing and we are Your heirs
that You subject us all to such rigorous training to overcome illusion’s snares?
One only has to reflect on the lives of Your so-called True Sons of the past
to realize the suffering and attainment their example on humanity has cast.
If I sound to be a little cynical towards You and seem to complain
how could You be so insensitive and not help me get rid of my pain?
Though ignorant as I am to One Who is great as You’re made out to be
please show a little more compassion to those who are helpless like me.
As life in this world demands so much of our time
is it forgetfulness of Thee that You consider a crime?!
This whole world is a cruel proving ground to one higher above
and yet it has been spoken or written that You are a God of love!
If I don’t seem to see the bigger picture now of what really goes on
then You’re held responsible for allowing this situation to drag on.
And even though You have given Teachers to show people the way
the illusion is still so strong that most get caught and lost in the fray.
Remaining a while here where they play out either minor or major roles
being only a matter of time before they too become aware of their souls.
When after much disappointment and suffering that You seem to mete out
they gradually realize by pain that this world is not what life is only about.
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George Krokos, 20 may 2012
Whatever good there may be hidden in something which first appears bad
is nevertheless in some degree a discovery which by the mind can be had.
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George Krokos, 20 may 2012
The fruits of our life always grow from a seed
sown in the ground of desire and toil of need.
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George Krokos, 20 may 2012
When the light of Love and Truth is awakened in the heart
a person's life is not really the same it was at the very start.
He or she is treading the path forward to their true home
and no longer the mundane pathways of life they do roam.
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George Krokos, 20 may 2012
Do not ever lose hope or fall into any despair
but consider your blessings and time to spare
to do the things that are of real benefit to you
as in providing service to others which is true.
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