THE WAYFARER SONNETS

Excerpts from prototypes of The Wayfarer Sonnets... The 64 sonnets relating to the 64 hexagrams of the Yi Jing (I Ching)

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The Creative (1)

Change is the only constant in both physics and the Tao,
Mysterious as what ever was before the Big Bang's sire.
This ceaseless chain of moments, each in its own now,
Is unfolding everywhere all at once, in itself entire.
Allowing furthering potential and roiling creativity,
With energy becoming matter, becoming heat, becoming light.
These transformations have a force as powerful activity,
Manifesting everything, whether grandiose or trite.
The natural growth of reason builds faith in heaven's ways,
So that men of sage insight recognize life's patterns.
It's clear beings are shaped in their course of days,
This awareness and its memory becoming what one learns.
Thus the spark and seed of being is ever just becoming,
In the dancing whirl and splendor of our universe's thrumming.

The Receptive (2)

Having sure capacity to fulfill creation's striving and direction,
She's much more than a fertile amalgam such as our own earth.
Becoming part and parcel of each life's natural selection,
She's cradling all potential as the vehicle of birth.
Being mother's milk and eggs as well as the boundless sea,
She's open as vast prairies, rich in nutrients and tillable.
Both the womb and seedbed of all that's yet to be,
She's nurturing and patient, forever willingly available.
Eternally transforming verdant bounties from sunlight,
The very essence of what's needed, no matter the demands.
She's inherently forbearing; she's depth, width and height
Offering opportunity, the space in which time expands...
Being a cosmic portal, infinity's welcoming aperture
All her myriad ways and channels open into the future.

Difficulty at the Beginning (3)

Seeds will push on past the soil, not to be kept under,
This time of life that's fresh and new, isn't like most others.
With a will to feel the sun that's mighty as summer thunder,
For green youth is needy, having choiceless druthers.

Youthful Folly (4)

The sweetest purest water begins as a mountain spring.
Gurgling like an infant, not grasping any notion of fate.
Innocent source of the new, understanding not one thing,
This fresh beginning hasn't much, and yet it can not wait.
For water has known direction, its' level to be reaching,
With the lay of the land as teacher, guiding where to go.

Waiting, Nourishment (5)

In a state of natural being, growing from dust to dust,
A flowers' strength is to abide, awaiting bee or rain.
In the face of harsh travail, such patience is a must,
As keeping to one's true way, leaves little else to gain.
A farmer too awaits the rain, and in his turn a miller,
Whose water powered stone once turned grist to flour.
So our food gets to dining table far from able tiller,

Conflict (6)

Some twist all that they hear into what they have been told, 
So wisdom's light is darkened, and our future will seem grim, 
Behind such dangerous characters, narrow minds grow bold, 
Then if a cunning man gains power there's little to dissuade him. 
Yet other unbending determinations have a way to force a fight, 
We have seen that men make history with misery's oft told story, 
Yet transcendence offers us a hope of brotherhood's sweet glory.

The Army (7)

If we fight what ought to be fought, our course is hard but true,
For allowing evil to take hold will bring us much more pain.
Thus the call: " To arms!" brings forth men who know what to do,
Letting war loose far or wide in a bid at stemming evil's reign.

Holding Together, Union (8)

The mysteries of Pi hold a circle's elegant perfection,
While a charismatic leader attracts in strange magnetic ways.
Both sentient and vegetable adapt in a natural selection,
Yet this transformation's notion has doubters to this day.
While all the waters of the world are united in a cycle,
Most of this, once rich with fish, vast and deepest ocean.
Adaptable as change itself, from monsoon to an icicle,
Each particle transforms its state, constantly in motion.

The Taming Power of the Small (9)

If grand designs of kings can be undone for want of a nail,
The worst of such an unraveling is an unwillingness to abide.
So make the most of circumstance, new outlooks to prevail,
And seek within you for fault, not for others to deride.
Since it's wise to know some plans will never go your way,
Remember working on one's habits is not time ill spent.
Introspection and repose grant a stoic stance for any fray,

Treading, Conduct (10)

Because status may be accrued through greed or superstition,
True class isn't found in wealth but in a dignity of self.
As real worth can best be seen in deeds, not societal position,
To create a life free of blame has merit beyond mere pelf.
Religions promise some hereafter and oh so many saviors,
Making many heavens possible if we tend to our own behaviors.

Peace (11)


As a compass showing direction also puts the mind at ease.
Knowing your place in the world builds one's self composure,
To realize freedom is much more than doing just as you please.
Then heaven on earth is possible if all living are so blessed,
They're in the light of reason humble, in the dark of doubt at rest.

Standstill, Stagnation (12)

There comes a time when the backward and ignorant prevail,
Either due to an election or appointments through the court.
So power falls to lesser men with constitutions far too frail,
With a horrid lack of insight, with memory far too short.
That's when those with foresight, need to bide their time;
Seeking others like themselves, though they may be hard to find.

Marking time with the ebb'n'flow of progress' neglected chances;
The better to see when enlightenment- is noted for its lack.
In this moral vacuum, some truer values are kept on hold,
As materialistic fools allow trusted stewardships to be sold.

Fellowship with Men (13)

Times of brotherhood and union seem to be quite rare;
This is 'cause our leaders have seldom been first rate.
Looking to placate a power base not to be just or fair,
Instead of building for the future, they ignore our common fate.
This willful blindness is appalling, and can not last for long,
For interactions blossom soon, as with a geomorphic will.

Possession in Great Measure (14)

If all things come to those who wait, and the meek inherit the Earth,
Then if pursuing happiness, just wait for what money can't buy.
As what's unequivocally dear to me, for another holds no worth,
And for instant gratification, the future's asking price is high.
Because not all yearning is a search that ends in gold or vain,
The quest may be to spread wealth, not hold dearly to a gain.

Modesty (15)

As years of weather will eventually wear a mountain down,
Filling up the valleys, reforming distinctions to be plain.
Take control of your highs and lows; make your heart your own,
Such command of vicissitudes leaves little else to gain.
This quality of behavior is no artful act or mere contrivance,
But human traits that harmony embraced to then enhance.

Enthusiasm (16)

Leaders seduce with melodic voice to flesh out ranks they're filling; 
Chanting monks reach ecstasy, as teen idols cause girls to swoon. 
Marshall airs stir men up to march and take part in killing, 
So I believe that much gets done compelled by a simple tune.

Following (17)

Political leaders find loyalty by confounding the will of their foes; 
Hairdressers retain good favor of those they happily remodeled. 
A bartender's customers return, to a place of comfortable repose, 
So make a speech St. Crispin's day, to build expectations of glory, 
Or relieve fears you induce yourself to further not truth but story.

Work on what has been spoiled, (18) 

Some ways of being undermine our lives, whether grand or bland, 
As long term needs get short shrift catching pleasures on the fly. 
Trading in values for status we comply with supply and demand, 
Acting on wants commercials induce, revering what money'll buy. 

For stewardship like parenting, provides trust and protection, 
'Cause lives get weeded out not only through natural selection.

Approach (19)

Once past winter's darkest day, sunlit hours stretch their span, 
To dawn from dusk night ebbs away until summer solstice's peak. 
Evils also wax and wane in affairs of state as within each man, 
Doors of justice, jobs and perception, these we wish kept open, 
As luck's found in very odd places, so most of us just keep hopin'.

Contemplation (20)

It seems that few breezes leave lasting traces, 
Unlike a footprint or monument's claim. 
While stoic searchers feel at home in all places, 
Some others seek a firm grasp on power and fame. 
It is not material things that I'm after, 
I'd rather be true, not rich- in others' sight. 
Yet even when insight brings satori and laughter, 
My words don't always shed any light. 
Gentle winds drift over fields where I wander, 
Leaving scant sign of a presence behind. 
As my inner life's calm/nature I ponder, 
A blameless way of being I still hope to find. 
The wind tenders solace, drying my eyes. 
As walking the Earth offers us each, open skies.

Biting Through (21)

When societies are ripe to fall, you can see their leanings; 
Hate crimes rise, corporations steal and criminals walk tall. 
Morals, ethics and compassion seem to have lost their meanings, 
Only with penalties certain and just, swiftly applied with fairness, 
Can we claim ourselves to be beings with a higher awareness.

Grace (22)

If beauty were true and truth beautiful how easy to see what is best, 
Yet often both ideals are lost to us in an immature wish to abash. 
Still, our world as Eden'll manifest, as desires quiet as egos rest, 
As allure's like a babbling brook, shallow with sparkle-n-splash. 
When content lends form to expression, empty works won't prevail, 
So worry not for any culture's sake; divine inspiration will not fail.

Splitting Apart (23)

Before history seemed likely, men lived in fear of night, 
Until that bright triumph of reason made a tool of fire. 
Thwarting nature's darkness, by embracing warmth and light, 

Return, The Turning Point (24)

Shut down your earthly drives, and up your incessant talking, 
This may lead to quiet thought and deeper understanding. 
Take account of deeds done, and the path you're walking, 
Your trodden steps won't always be on a well known landing. 

Innocence, the Unexpected (25)

My sense of being one with all has not changed since birth. 
For wise guys can be cocky, claim powers as they may, 
This only goes to show the lack of truth in what they say.

The Taming Power of the Great (26)

Whether cyclical or linear, history becomes factual, 
The record of man's behavior, or a tale most tall. 
Still, the times they are achangin' and that is just as usual, 
When desperate times or the best of times come to one and all. 

The Mouth, Nourishment (27)

The mouth is but a portal, yet it bares sacred significance, 
Taking in whatever fuels our many thoughts and actions. 
It also will lend voice to mind, from glib jive to fine eloquence. 
So of food or speech it's up to each, as to our selections. 
Our existence has as resource the substance of most life forms, 
Word finds life in epiphany as energy springs from sustenance.

Preponderance of the Great (28)

We see some things in this world are not in just proportion, 
Trouble comes on top of trouble, as when it rains it pours. 
Since we can't rely on others to adjust unjust distortion, 
It's character under pressure that gets us past those shores. 
The bitter strength of steadfast folks has power to inspire, 
While the spoiled haughtiness of "class" ebbs to soon retire.

The Abysmal, Water (29)

If the blood is up, rushing mad, and adrenaline driven, 
In tempos of tension so frantic, the mundane can't predict; 
This can lead empty souls to believe they're really livin', 
For cruelty like danger can lure and then addict. 
But true character is as a blade of fine Damascus steel, 
As a fearless stance amid peril, is the truest show of force.

The Clinging, Fire (30)

The docility of fire's fodder produces all its energy; 
Much like a heart at peace promotes mental agility. 
This transformation of oneself creates a life of synergy, 
A spirit forged in love and hope is both flexible and strong, 
On a path for enlightened living, unlikely to go wrong.

Influence, Wooing (31)

Ancient ways were once ritualized with fine resounding words, 
Now lover's roles and comportment don't ask for consecration. 
'Cause doin' what comes natural's not only for bees and birds, 
When the miracle of cosmic bliss is found in procreation. 
So as long as meaning is not forgotten, desire is most holy, 
For steadfast hearts will deny all immature smarm and drollery.

Duration (32)

Past and future we may unveil yet the now remains apace, 
As whole mysteries unravel, but life's fabric does not tatter. 
Our planet ever spirals on in a groove of time and space, 
Just one of billions and billions in a web of pulsing matter. 
But if anyone is listening, a precious tree may fail to fall... 
Most of man's old precepts, enjoy some truth as told, 
Still all things considered, most any patience frays on hold.

Retreat (33)

The tallest mountain found as yet is Olympus Mons on Mars, 
But even this stupendous mass can't reach Heaven's bliss. 
For matter is steeped in matter's ways, this is even so of stars, 
While spirit's realm recedes away from all forms of hubris. 
If going forward for an enlightened man is as going back, 
Then leaving off from battle may take strength beyond attack.

The Power of the Great 34)

If, (Heaven praised) there comes to us, a time of glory unimpeded, 
Then our earthly works are completed, our inner self's at peace. 
If wants are completely catered to, then only caution is still needed, 
For the tolling bell of tribulations has a death grip on each ear, 
Appealing to our consciences to spread both wealth and cheer.

Progress (35)

True partners hold real power beyond their dueling number, 
Granting giant steps in faith's leap past selfish wants.
Each other's best ways to be, they work to unincumber, 
Creating opportunity's assurances against all that daunts. 
So we ought not to deny many faceted selves room to fully grow, 
They may yet reach equilibrium beyond what we now know.

Darkening of the Light (36)

I've seen intelligence shine from the eyes of both man and beast, 
With cognizance shared like heat in a warm campfire's radiance. 
This recognition of spirit has a diamond's glow at least, 
And once lit it's only dimmed through the blight of ignorance. 
As looking and perception have a mind's passages between, 
Only the open minds among us realize what is being seen.

The Family (37)

We learn our own humanity, long before our worldly ways, 
Playing roles in our family tree, growing over time. 
Furthering like fathering a well urged need to strive. 
So the beginnings of society stem from love and care, 
Creating opportunities to seek and grow and share.

Opposition (38)

Our celestial globe spins 'round the sun, tilted pole to pole, 
And now has all the meaning wrung from what's to be or been. 
This spin holds balance tried and trued by space and time, 
So that each and every particle has a reason if not a rhyme.

Obstruction (39)

If between steep cliff and ocean, choose some way to be still. 
Seek deep within for a power to make your thinking clear. 
As amid harsh dangers aplenty or meeting men of ill will, 
Inner peace will be the ally to alleviate your fear. 
Problems and dangers become paths for continued growth 
Making possibilities for either and or, to become any and both.

Deliverance (40)

Growing like a thunderhead soon to release its shower, 
Tension provokes movement to bring relief at last. 
When the almost of pending action tends to strain each hour, 
As in patient meditation we may find blissful release, 
While on a quest for spiritual calm, we should go in peace.

Decrease (41)

Not all loss is a thing to dread, it may hold a gift to share, 
As creating a level field puts the most where there was the least, 
And minimizing base motivation, is to be more man than beast.

Increase (42)

If being wealthy is to have some means of change at hand, 
Then the greatest use of this is in generous altruistism. 
So true growth in this world is in filling empty fonts, 
By using what riches we possess to meet the future's wants.

Breakthrough (43)

The only faults worth finding, are those that are one's own, 
Since to seek them otherwise is apt to cause some strife. 
The depth of this awareness is a mark of how one's grown, 
And its strength is in committing to an empathetic life. 
Remember introspection's power is in discovering inner worth, 
And reaching the light of pure spirit is in essence a true rebirth.

Coming to Meet (44)

One's vigilance to walk a blameless path is as if in a fight, 
So keep your moral bearings with a true heart's steady pace. 
Since the devil's in the details, stay alert to get them right, 
Understanding that harm may show a pretty smiling face. 
As a choice of doors gives hesitation, know it's still your call, 
Your decisions beget decisions that can mitigate a fall.

Gathering Together, Massing (45)

Entropy and gravity in timeless tension coexist, 
Though one tends to be chaotic the other to compress. 
Once caught in either tendency it takes power to resist, 
So harmony finds a middle way to ease this cosmic stress.
Our troubles in the world of men seem paltry thus compared, 
We make our offerings and sacrifice, in hopes of future gain, 
As our children, lands or faiths force much to be in vain.

Pushing Upward (46)

Some goals become accomplishments as if a granted boon, 
Some through clarity of purpose as in a practiced drill. 
Is it fickle fate or influences drawn upon your moon? 
Or is it just the successful reach of diligence and will? 
The swift upward course of lives may indeed be due, 

Oppression, Exhaustion (47)

While fate can bend a staunch will in acquiescence to it, 
The strength of a righteous soul continues to reflect. 
For the nature of humanity has at core pure spirit, 
Which the rest of each being is only serving to project. 
So our Inner Light abides with good humor through duress, 
As the ways of our world include those of a dull darkness.

The Well (48)

So many aspects of living shift in meaning or of course, 
But some basic human cares and needs do remain the same. 
As not many folks live too far from a fresh water source, 
Thus depth of character is our well to secure and use, 
To keep clear of negativity or influences that confuse.

Revolution, Molting (49)

As seasons pass they demand of us something new to do, 
But participation isn't just a feeling for our hearts to pick, 
It's being part and parcel of other's lives and cares. 
Then giving up or giving in, have connotations of grandeur, 
For only denying the self its tyranny, can we thrive for sure.

The Caldron (50)

As Holy men and seers have long known an offering's significance, 
That our things of worldly value we give up to prove our faith. 
The symbolism of sacrifice is in being mindful of transcendence, 
When what's given becomes of equal worth from royalty or wraith. 
For our corporeal state is but a vehicle in which we carry on, 
Each senescent being to its fate, decerning pro from con.

The Arousing, Shock (51)

Catastrophic devastation shocks like an awareness of God's will, 
As lingering perceptions fold-up notions of time and place. 
That moment of participation is for years remembered still, 
Momentous and transforming to leave its lasting trace. 
But if consciousness becomes steadfast, terror yields its draw, 
Then our reverent composure leaves only God to fear. 

Keeping Still, The Mountain (52) 

Serenity and peace of mind aren't pursued like happiness, 
For tranquility is most seductive as it tempers crass activity. 
Knowing to every purpose comes its turn for sweet success, 
The time for action will refute the very notion of pacivity. 
Still stoic self composure gives even the weakest souls repose; 
Some mistake this for complacency as in a man of wealth. 
Thus awaiting and remaining calm between times of action 
Is only being sensible while avoiding base distraction.

Development, Gradual Progress (53) 

Romance isn't practical, yet it can build a relationship, 
The surety of which bespeaks anticipation's sweet delay. 
For speedy haste may force a plan its own reason to outstrip, 
So leaving room for change to come, the basics remain true, 
Life has grown from primordial soup to become me and you.

The Marrying Maiden (54) 

The roller coaster of relationships offers many degrees of dangers, 
And often enough it will crash and burn, it's meaning torn asunder. 
Because we change in different ways, spouses become strangers, 
Even if no fault is found, lovers split through growth and blunder. 
For storms and boredom come and go, like the changing tide.

Abundance, Fullness (55) 

One blues says, " them that's got shall get", lord ya know its true. 
Still the wealthy change the lives of those they choose to sponsor. 
Allowing some to reach for goals once way beyond their purview, 
Thus power grants the boons and disappoints those out of favor, 
Creating cornucopias of options where loyalty does not quaver.

The Wanderer (56) 

Out in the world, on one's own, is a marvel for feeling free, 
A delight bestowed upon the traveler like flying in a dream. 
Like fire on a mountainside will expose the lay of the land, 
We delve into far-flung cultures, our commonality to understand.

The Gentle, Wind (57) 

Some men conduct themselves as if their wills were sacrosanct, 
Yet winds of change hold tempests, that even seers can not soothe. 
Many a dream has gone belly-up; many an enterprise has tanked, 
For getting is not keeping if trying a strong wind's tooth. 
So beware if ego craves result, or pride may lead you to regret, 
For constancy's application builds on belief's observance, 
To give steadfast morals a direction and spiritual endurance.

The Joyous, Lake (58) 

Against travails or our idiocy, its on friends we lean or count, 
For they remind us where to find life's contentment day to day. 
Nothing will transpire that hope's solace can't surmount, 
Something pleasure can't exaggerate, is a loved one's easy way. 
Sharing heartfelt emotions brings us closer to our friends, 
Keeping cool in arguments, our better selves are seen. 
That with trust and camaraderie any anger accrues amends, 
This cohesion bestows joyousness dispelling all that's mean. 
Causing this world's confabulations to entice and to charm, 
Effecting even the grumpiest so that they can't stay miffed. 
Always people have gathered, and so remain marvelously warm, 
Never expecting extraordinary times, yet we share them as a gift. 
Those heights of emphatic glee are thus doubled-up and paired; 
These depths of pleasure are as Lake Bykal's if our mirth is shared.

Dispersion, Dissolution (59) 


Thus walls of water from across the sea, with the clouds do meld. 
These scudding clouds are borne inland to disperse or coalesce, 
And if gathered to fullness, gravity drops 'em like the sky's bereft, 
Since gravitons and photons carry both weight and lightness, 
Reductionism in molecules, I can see as a theory with some heft. 
But prurient fingers calculate and dispel this magical innocence, 
Giving me pause to reflect on what joy is in Aha!'s exuberance.

Limitation (60) 

We watch improbabilities pass expectation's borrowed dream, 
While the possible extends all boundaries with no end of range. 
For both will and fate hold sway, and have a claim on course. 
Which brings us to understand why youth is esteemed dear, 
As these fleeting aspects have a grip yet can't be kept in hand, 
When the callow feel immortal, which the jaded can barely stand.

Inner Truth (61) 

Is it the spirit of life that quickens within an egg? 
Or does this spark grow inherently from joining with a sperm? 
Questions and speculations are pried into, as a safe is by a yegg, 
While only those mysteries thus probed- become learning's germ. 
If your answers are dogmatic, then your mind's not open, 
And if you ask no questions, your ideas may be a weapon.

Preponderance of the Small (62) 

Just try getting anywhere, on your inner life's achievement, 
When pride takes greed and pomposity to replace thrift and honor. 
Now that showy ceremony supplants grief to show bereavement, 
There is no escaping crassness, not even when you're a goner! 
Self-control and inner worth are often found in the same person, 
And the lack thereof surely manifests as the devil's own diversion.

After Completion (63) 

Water being boiled hard may dissipate to naught, 
Or by boiling over, put out the flames below. 
When watching seems forever, opportunities aren't caught, 
So if nothing's to be wasted we must watch and take it slow. 
Self-satisfaction tenders a path for an enemy to climb. 
Even civilizations will crest only to then dissipate, 
For life is full of the marvelous that all succumbs to fate.

Before Completion (64) 

Bold turnings of the season are more than a changing sky; 
The way of the world is layers deep and hard to understand. 
In Chinese lore the fox is more than merely quick and sly, 
Its wisdom is born of caution and knowledge of the land. 
So during these our transitions, under a blazing sun, 
Our manner of proceeding is crucial, as how we have begun. 



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