Leave it to Cleaver…Happy Birthday Pete Seeger

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In honor of the amazing musician and wonderful human being,Pete Seeger and his birthday (on May 3), this Sunday’s show will feature some of his music, as well as songs from others like him…

Thank You, Pete for modeling how to live…

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On Enlightenment

jesus and buddhaDo you really want me to be enlightened?

I don’t think that you really want me to be enlightened

Sure that’s your argument

But take a look at the reality

Jesus, Buddha

They were enlightened

And Jesus never picked up the tab

That we know of

Except for the Last Supper

And it was an expensive bill

And how would you feel

If I start hanging around with 12 unemployed men and a prostitute?

Just wondered

Because we have a pretty small house

And Buddha, well he left his wife and kids

Just to sit under a tree

Is that what you want?

I mean, if one day, I ask nicely

Can I just take off and spend awhile under a tree

Sure-right-huh

After I clean the garage

How about if I learn to just get the little food bits out of the glasses when I wash them

Will that do?

Now That I Know I Am Mortal

 

Nowdandelion-seeds-blowing that I know I am mortal

Before I knew I was mortal
I raced an auto in a mall parking lot narrowly missing a cement post,
I talked of enlightenment as if it made a difference; as if I would arrive then
I over-packed my luggage just in case
and I ate what I did without tasting
watched sunsets without pain
had expectations that someone or something was coming to save me
and I could wait under the bed until they did

and then my stock market crashed
I lost the house in a nightmare day
and realized no matter how much I barricade the dam
the water would somehow break
and move me along

Now that I know I am mortal
the morning never seems unimportant
I know your pain and understand why
I eat less and taste more and finally hear the music with my heart
I travel lightly now
I threw pretending out the door
Because I decided it was best to die real
and I never take my hat off
without first thanking my head

From the poetry compilation: Until I am Empty