Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Food for Thought: "We'll See..."

I was watching Charlie Wilson's War the other night (good movie by the way), and Phillip Seymour Hoffman's character made reference to a story involving a zen master called "We'll See". Check it out below:

We'll See...

There is a Taoist story of an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit.

"Such bad luck," they said sympathetically.

"We'll see," the farmer replied.

The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses.

"How wonderful," the neighbors exclaimed.

"We'll see," replied the old man.

The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune.

"We'll see," answered the farmer.

The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son's leg was broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out.

"We'll see" said the farmer.

I take from this that you have to take life as it comes...you never know how things are going to play out. Control what you can control, and let the rest unfold as it will...you gotta let God work.

Cheers to food for thought,

JIP


Monday, November 2, 2009

My Home

The subtle sounds of the night are all too clear;

I hear the crickets performing their nightly concert for all who care to listen.

As I look around, the fireflies illuminate the darkness that has overtaken my presence;

I gladly accept the feeling of being a minor player in this major production.

The thick air of the summer night is all too familiar to me,

The sense of peace I feel in this very place, the sense of calm and nighttime charm,

I love this place I’m in…I’m so proud to call it home.

Early Retirement

Let’s see…you don’t go out to the club anymore,

You left that life of debauchery alone.

You traded in your bottles of alcohol and the club scene;

You replaced them with the warming sensation of a lady to call your own.

There comes a time in life when you have to realize that you can’t have your cake and eat it too,

Just make sure when you hang up your jersey for her,

She hangs her jersey up for you, too.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Life's Dream

Late nights and early mornings,
the stuff that dreams are made of.

Leave me alone with my thoughts,
They're nothing to be afraid of.

Spending time on self reflection,
Thanking God for all my blessings,
Living life and living right,
The stuff that dreams are made of.

The progression of life,
Starting new chapters,
Taking lessons from the past and applying them thereafter,
Growing as a person and extending life with laughter,
Now that's the stuff that dreams are made of.

Mr. Probably So

Am I gonna drink tonight?
Yeah probably so.

There's a party going on,
So I'll probably go.

There's some winning out there,
So I'll probably win.

The world is full of it,
So I'll probably sin.

This cycle can only go on so long before it takes a toll,
Inside you yearn for something more,
The standard gets old.

After awhile you realize it's probably time to grow,
Am I ready for that day?
Yeah, probably so.