All Call

All Call
17 Nov 2013

Come, come, whoever you are,
Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving,
Whether your home is near or far.
Leave off your sadness and grieving.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Even if you have broken your vows
A thousand times beyond repair
And eaten the meat of sacred cows.
That was a different paradigm
Not at all suited for you,
Belonging to a different time.
Now the calling rings true.

Come yet again, come, come.
Join us in our joyous celebration.
Know that all are very welcome
In our peculiar congregation.
We’ll sing and we’ll shout
Hosannah! as we hang out.
It will be a walkabout,
A pilgrimage without a doubt.
Join us to experience something new,
To rekindle your inner magic.
This invitation means a changed you
That feels whole, not tragic.

Frustration Proliferation

Frustration Proliferation
28 June 2012

I'm clawing at air
And pulling my hair
As an illustration
Of my frustration.
In my car's engine
The wires rubbed on
The pulley and wore thin
So the A/C's gone.
I've already overpaid
One shop for diagnosis.
I felt betrayed
Adding to my psychosis
When they wanted more
To fix the wiring issue.
I had two friends who swore
From the motor's view
The space to repair
Is much too cramped.
Today another mechanic their
Opinion rubber stamped.
My sturdy little car's
Now at the third mechanic's.
I'm hoping for the stars
To align, not anxiety panics.