Pie in An Endless Sky

Pie in An Endless Sky

A Poem by Chris Shaw

beyond this midnight starlit sky
where do we travel when we die
surmise away and dream it too
unanswered questions might come true
for certain what’s desired is peace
a sweet release from this world’s stain

is that too much to ask that we
in far off places do refrain
from all that causes others hurt
do not tattoo your views on me
i have two eyes and i can see
the measure of a loving heart

the measure of a quiet mind
where I can seek out common ground
to find the stuff that strengthens love
where kindness is a rule for all
where thoughts of evil dissipate
and hate becomes a word unknown.

© 2024 Chris Shaw


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often stated but remains meaningful to many "where do we travel when we die" - personally I ascribe to the thought that, "we are not bodies with a spirit, we are spirits with a body" - "we have this treasure in earthen vessels." When the vessel breaks the treasure is released. Love your thoughts and images and your apt description of paradise elements. - thanks for the post - carl

Posted 8 Months Ago


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Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Many thanks Carl for stopping by and leaving a thoughtful review. Pleased you enjoyed your visit. I .. read more



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Surely the new place will be more spiritual than earthly and only stillness and calm will prevail ... i hope so anyway.
Each to our own thoughts on this one Chris , but i would not wish to return here ...

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Dear Stella, hell is here on earth for many. I would not want to return either. Happy Saturday. So c.. read more
Stella Armour

8 Months Ago

It is very cold, staying in for thde weekend .... doodling with painting some pebbles :)
Oh how I loved this write, especially that last stanza,
This is truly wonderful and holds truth.
So nicely written Chris.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Thank you writergurl for a lovely encouraging review. I appreciate you. Have a lovely day.
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Yes indeedly-do Chris! We can imagine all we want, but should keep in mind that we really don't know why life is so abundant and diverse on our planet, let alone having any idea of why we are. The only thing I know for sure is that we are, and I'm open to the idea of that being wrong too.
We think that because we think, that we know, but we can't even get that right most of the time, because we have all heard the "well I just think" line so often that we are immune to correcting people by interrupting them and saying "you don't think with your mouth" for very obvious reasons.
What we should do is just let people be and believe whatever we think, but keep it a thought, so as to avoid that well I just think from being spoken and keep it all to ourselves.
That would end about 90% of wars itself on day one for a kick off. It would also do a world of good to not hear what those hate-filled haters tell you what they think.
Even John Lennon told us that imagining a better world is easier if we try....but then he got shot, so maybe he should have just thought it instead.
And thats even before we get to the subject of religion (another warmongers ideal if ever I heard it) and just hope our thoughts of heaven are true.
Personally, my own idea of heaven is a room filled only with me and silence, despite that bring some folks idea of hell.
I only hope I don't get killed for my thoughts spoken out loud (well, typed at least)
It's easy if you try, so I believe the song went! ☺

Posted 9 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

I hear you Lorry. Don’ t talk about religion, there lies the bulk of problems in the UK at the mom.. read more

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Chris Shaw
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