David Stewart Caspi

Monticello, NY, USA

BEAUTY IN LIVING

The beauty of life is the living—or giving, But if you search too deeply, if you examine too carefully, you lose its perspective. A walk in the park on a snowy evening can be quite exhilarating. But if you worry along the way about how many snowflakes have fallen, of how they will affect your trip the next day, you will be thrown off. The sound of a waterfall, the fragrance of the lilac or the majesty of a redwood can be therapeutic. These can be ends in themselves. We should appreciate the good and finer things around us, and eschew or not be concerned about the negative. For the good far outweighs the bad, at least in my view. When we misinterpret the failings of human nature or the shortcomings of the world we live in, we may construe these to be effronteries or insults in devious form. In reality, we are judging God’s creation without judging ourselves as his creations. We may tend to think that crime, hatred, death, or deceit happen for a reason, other than the simple purpose of balancing out the offerings of the universe in all its complexity. Yet it is this seeming complexity that clouds us from the greater simplicity we have before us. An apple may be sour or tomato rotten to the taste. But think of all the fresh fruits in the bunch aside from those imperfections. People come in all sizes, styles, and mentalities. But if they are made to learn the right way of living, with respect for those less fortunate, they will learn how to accept themselves. And the world will be better place. Rather than being caustic or judgmental, we should be caring and insightful. For only be accepting and understanding others in a helpful manner will be fuller persons in the long run.

Human beings, like animals, trees, and automobiles are sacraments of God.

Fruit, beauty, the animal kingdom abound.
But first we should be cognizant of what we have found.
Adam gave Eve his covenant of trust, hand to hand.
Not knowing that life in general stemmed from God’s high command.
Ours is a home only temporary, wherefrom we might learn
That which future generations and life hereafter we might earn.
Let us hope His offerings will stand the grueling test of time;
And that on rocky mountains of achievement we can climb.
The world is but part and parcel of the universe, in all its splendid variety.
We are but those chosen and fortunate to share in this great society.

RHAPSODY

They say life is a network of peaks and valleys, that it has its ups and downs. I agree. But I also see that every great relationship under the stars must have its due place in time. And that yours and mine shall enjoy the utmost in melodious rhyme. Spiritual reawakening, your sly, come-hither stare brought me one step closer to you. But now I realize that, through the winding course of change, we must now depart. When I hear that bell of fate toll high above me, I know our love just wasn’t meant to be. But, as sure as violets remain colorful and blackbirds sing their harmonious song, our memory lingers on. And it shall withstand the stormiest of seasons, the final burnout of the sun.

Love, there can be no replacement for the joy and the togetherness we once knew. The frivolity and gayness of a walk down the lane, a refreshing breeze, a picturesque view. As sure as autumn follows summer, and dandelions grow wild in May, my esteem and wonderment for you shall fill my mind with beautiful thoughts every day.
(Con’t of poems of David Stewart)

GOD’S GOLDEN FRUITBOWL OF PASSION

Coping with life’s problems is a hard proposition;
It takes years of hard work, practice, and dedication.
Many people go about solving these problems in a different fashion:
But often, the answers defy coexistent interaction.
We must discover out own road, find our own satisfaction.
As apples do not always mix with oranges, in vain our intention.
Trust in The Lord above, and faith in one’s greatest abilities
Are markedly proven qualities, which help to supply our needs.
I met the gal of my dreams, where in the park we were romancing.
The sundown brought a peaceful air with birds chirping and deer prancing.

In the glossy moonlight we envisioned a life of promise;
Not a word was uttered in hasty confusion or avarice.
She had her strong points, and I had mine;
But internal doubt just didn’t seem to let us click or unwind.
Fear of failure in love made me think that love must be blind;
An expectation therein lying one might not easily find.
The things I learned in school, I often do not this day practice.
Nuances of time keep on changing, as guards in stone palace.

We cannot always attempt to occupy the throne of our desires;
It is the source of earthly inspiration one must dailt gleam,
It is mastery of service tot he living that kindles our fires,
And gradual acceptance of a stern reality that brings us self-esteem.

Although we never seem to grab that elusive pot of gold at he rainbow’s end.
Our lot is made productive when our true colors we lend.
A world of leisure is at our behest, with a lifetime of gratitude in store.
May we all see the proverbial forest for the trees, and thereby enter God’ golden door.

EARTH: OUR GLORIOUS PLANET

God put us here on Earth for a reason,
And not just to enjoy each and every season.
He gave us life, and opened our senses
That we may enjoy all His gifts and mend broken fences.
To heal our wounds, to correct stumbling strides
Is essential if we are to walk on the path that He guides.