Becoming the Wizard

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There was a wizard once who knew
The way to let what’s timeless through,
Transforming what we thought was true
Into a lovely show.

He hinted there’s something to do
Then we could be like wizards, too,
But now I’m old, I hope what’s new
Just lets the warm love flow.

Linked to dVerse Open Link Night hosted by Gayle from Bodhirose’s Blog. I wrote this years ago after reading Deepak Chopra’s “The Way of the Wizard”.

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

61 thoughts on “Becoming the Wizard”

    1. I think Chopra’s argument was that we should all become wizards, but I didn’t understand how that could be done when I read his book. I was hoping letting the warm love flow would be just as good.

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  4. The Magi, the wizards & sensei–they all point the way, wipe away the chaff, offer the simplicity, the truth of seeds. Yes, there are timeless truths that are layered into the brambles, the choking vines, the restraints & parameters we encounter & must heed. Some of us are mindless, apathetic, ignorant of the evidences of AllThatIs. I no longer preach to them. They have their own path to trod–though far too many of them, I fear, voted for Trump.

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    1. There is a lot that we don’t know. I didn’t understand Chopra’s book, but it has been almost a decade since I read it. I found this poem while organizing my digital files.

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  5. Oh, would that we could get down to the simplicity of just letting the warm love flow. What a wonderful
    world that would be. (Pity the people who voted for Trump. They voted for who they wanted him to be, not for who he is.)

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  12. Must admit, am not a fan of rhyming poetry, as they’re often forced into a rhyming scheme that ruins, whatever message, that the poem is trying to express. But, your poem works, brilliantly. Maybe, one day will learn how to be wizards, this ending this ignorance that masquerading as a wise leader, in Washington, DC/

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    1. I am glad you were not distracted by the meter and rhyme. I try to make it sound natural, because my main goal is a clear message. I use rhyme and meter to attract, or even “hypnotize” like a song might, as many readers as possible, although I am aware some readers are not attracted by it.

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  13. I like your humour and genuine puzzlement in this poem. I sometimes feel I don’t ‘get’ all those motivational speakers and wonder if it’s just good old-fashioned love which wins in the end.

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  16. Hi Frank! I like that mouthful of poem. Just enough. And I read Chopra’s book, too and couldn’t make much heads or tails of it then. perhaps we have to grow into these things?

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  19. Dear Frank, I shall start by saying that I love your reading voice–it gives the poem an extra layer of delight. The last three lines are pure wonder, in what they say and in the thoughts they inspire. There is always a magic newness in change, there is something to be explored and enjoyed, even when we start to feel the kiss of winter.

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    1. I am glad you liked the audio. I was planning to put this poem on my recitation list. We have open mics at the poetry group I am a part of. Sometimes I make an audio just to hear if the poem makes sense. Thanks!

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  20. I love the simplicity and the balance of this poem. I wanted to be the Wizard at some point too, though like you, I’m now content with letting the love flow.

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    1. I am glad you liked the photo. I was looking for something with a wizard in it, but I couldn’t find anything I took and so I hoped the straight lines and perspective would suggest timelessness. Thanks!

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      2. I think San Francisco has those sour dough fish soup bowls. I had one many years ago on the Fisherman’s Wharf, if I remember the place right. But I suppose we have them here in Chicago as well.

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