Dogs 2015

A QUIET AFTERNOON
(3/11/15)


he spoke
to several of us
that day

I was
in town
to pick up
a few supplies
and had
a few minutes
before heading
back
to the farm

he spoke
quietly
of simple things

simple answers
to complex
problems

what he said
made sense

I had
more control
over my existence

or more exactly
over how
I responded to
and accepted
my existence

than I
had ever
realized

after
that day
an inner peace
traveled
with me

I may have
forgotten
that it was there
at times

but
I could always
find it again
if I thought
of his words

I was
a very
young man
that day

now
many decades later
a terrible war
is over

bigger things
have changed
but this farm
is fairly much
the same

I still hear
about him
from time to time
even though
he has been
dead
for many years

the things
that they say
about him
seem fantastic

they attribute
qualities to him
that I do not
remember
and I am sure
that he
would have never
claimed
for himself

they have created
quite the story
for his life

but
if his teachings
still help people

even
if distorted
through a lens
of subsequent
need
and desire

that
is a good
thing

I am sure
that he would
have been
pleased

I smile
as I sit
in the sun

my son
and grandson
now tending
to the responsibilities
of the farm

in the evenings
I talk to them
of this man

this man
who removed
the fear
of death
from me

now that
I am
so close
to dying

I appreciate
that day
more than
ever

I appreciate
the words
of that man
called Jesus