(After A. B. ‘Banjo’ Paterson’s “Ambition and Art“)
I am the vessel that boldly glides
through seas uncharted,
lending a shape to the open sides
where craft is started.
Splitting the distance from east to west
in measured portions,
I ride the peripheral ocean crest
Tossed near the shore of Eternity
where dreams are thrashing,
I trust in the union of form and free
to keep from crashing.
Come to me under the stars and bring
your shining essence.
Nothing uncommonly bright takes wing
without your presence.
Whisper the secrets the angels tell
behind the curtain,
music and magic to gently quell
the lust for Certain.
Enlightenment voyages wispily,
its scent alluring,
bathed in the fathoms of mystery
that’s all enduring.
2018 Mary Boren
Image from the public domain
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Painting by Dario Campanile, 2010, to commemorate the 5-year traveling exhibit:
“Missing Peace Found: Artists Consider the Dalai Lama”
A field of energy surrounds
exhibit halls, artistic grounds
where wisdom flows. A soft wind blows
from Mexico to Greece.
In joining hands around the globe
to touch the Dalai Lama’s robe,
the threads connect; hearts intersect
at avenues to peace.
Emerging from the planet’s core,
the whisper soon becomes a roar —
a rising tide to cast aside
suspicion, hate and fear.
With absolute impunity,
the world embraces unity
when chaos ends. It all depends
on everybody here.
Compassion for our brother’s plight
must hold a candle through the night.
All cannot rest while one’s oppressed.
erode our fundamental soul.
Each person fills a vital role;
we’re called to be the change we see
in dreams. Let kindness reign!
Mary Boren, 2011
The form is called quaintrelle.