Heart of Precious Newborn Child

Folks are born, unique I’d say, without a place, or role to play.

Not at first, no things to do, no agenda to pursue;

Except of course to eat and sleep, become aware of fingers, feet.

Soon we realized there is, right there! an “other,” mother or sweet au pair. 

Things would change, beginning so, that fateful day we heard her “No.”

Perhaps it’s school, some other venue, we learn to follow the outside menu.

Supple ships, chameleon rudders, we choose compromise; conformity clutters.

Decades, experience, first-hand crust;  eclipse life’s Center… the core, the trust.

Of course we die, aware at three: it happens, to others, but no, not me!

Love and Pain the giant two, bring back to center the core, the you.  

Letting go of greed and rage, ego is told, “Vacate the stage!”

Life of fullness, patiently waiting, now emerges, no more rating; 

Away facades, a transformed me! A different birth, new harmony. 

Respect for others now you see, is the life that sets one free:

Transparent, vulnerable, no more veils, is the place where truth prevails.

About hamiltonstation

I grew up in New England, graduated from college in upstate NY, spent a few years as a small boat officer with the U.S. Navy in the Western Pacific, then worked 35 years as an industrial automation engineer. My retirement jobs, teaching - 8 years in a public high school as a special needs educator, 3 years as a kayak guide for a small cruise ship company on the Gulf of Mexico, the Great Lakes and Canadian Maritimes and 10 years as a ocean kayak guide for a large outdoor outfitter in Maine. For 30 years, my wife and I volunteered in maximum security state prisons, helping inmates with their literacy, developing of the spiritual side of personality, and learning mature social skills - all to eventually assist with their future re-integration into society. My wife and I have 2 adult children. We are now living in a community of friends and continue with our craft and outdoor hobbies of hiking, biking and sea kayaking.
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