Archive | April, 2012

Code of Bushidō: Courage (Yu)

28 Apr

Code of Bushidō: Courage (Yu)

The second virtue followed by
The samurai of old
Is courage, the control of fear
The art of being bold

The willingness to face a test
With fortitude and nerve
Ability through thick and thin
To have your grace preserve

To step forward when most would run
And say, “Give me your best”
And when the storm rages, courage
Means beating on your chest

Snarling with intensity
And fire in the eyes
Where others shrink and cower, the
Warrior does arise

Ability to not let fear
Control your destiny
To not let nervousness or worry
Make you hide or flee

Courage is the knowledge that
What cannot end your life
Only serves to make you stronger
And sharpen the knife

It gives you more experience
And makes you more aware
That is why a warrior
Is not so quick to scare

They see the opportunity
That lies in every trial
Another conquered obstacle
To throw upon the pile

                                ~Miro

The 1-in-100 Warrior Award: Gabriel Warrior Poet

27 Apr

“Out of every one hundred men, ten shouldn’t even be there, eighty are just targets, nine are the real fighters, and we are lucky to have them, for they make the battle. Ah, but the one, one is a warrior, and he will bring the others back.” ~Heraclitus

Strength. A Warrior is all about showing those who believe they have little of it just how much each one of us potentially has. I believed that I had great strength, but when I met my new beautiful brother Warrior Poet, Gabriel, I realized I hadn’t even scratched the surface. Strength. I think about what Gabriel has endured and that is the only word that comes to mind. Not great strength. Not immense strength. Not any other word that puts a limit on the size of his strength. Gabriel possess limitless strength. And he reminds me that my strength as well is limitless. I learn of what he’s endured, having lost five beloved children, and see the strength, grace and love that he chooses to possess, and I’m reminded of just how limitless my own is.

I believe among most I am a Warrior, but Gabriel makes me feel like merely a fighter as mentioned in the Heraclitus quote. He is a true Warrior, a beacon of light, a reminder of the power of choice, and we are lucky to have him. We are so lucky to have such a beautiful, strong, graceful Warrior to bring us back. Thank you for fighting the battle that you fight every day, my brother, you are a window for all of us to what we could be. Please take a moment to send this incredible Warrior your thoughts, encouragement and love today, the anniversary of the passing of two of his angels: http://gabrielwarriorpoet.wordpress.com/

Code of Bushidō: Rectitude (Gi)

25 Apr

Code of Bushidō: Rectitude (Gi)

The first virtue of Bushidō
Is Rectitude which means
Justice taken into all
Of your daily routines

“Just what is right?” some folks will ask
“What makes you think you know?”
“Who are you to think you can
Enlighten us and show?”

The answer is I’m just like you
And we all know deep down
The difference between right and wrong
Though some do try to drown

The voice that tells us what is right
The conscience deep within
The truth that keeps us from shortcuts
And leads to our chagrin

Therein lies the key factor
Behind true rectitude:
It’s when choices that are not
Popular are pursued

It’s when everyone else cheats
And scams and lies and steals
And you refuse to go along
And sacrifice ideals

It’s when you decide to stand
Apart from everyone
Be labeled as “pious” as
They all insult and shun

It’s when you don’t think just of
Your own comfort and gain
It’s when you don’t focus on
All that you can attain

It’s when balance, fairness and
Equality are more
Important than all of the nice
Trinkets that you can score

Without it, all your talent and
Learning will do no good
Unless the virtue of justice
Is fully understood

Making the decision that
Is not the easy one
The one that is not popular
The one that is not fun

It may elicit much unrest
And grievance from the crowd
But warriors can’t hear them ‘cause
Combined they’re not as loud

As the voice that’s deep within
Demanding rectitude
A warrior cannot ignore
That voice and can’t elude

A warrior is confident
And never loses face
As long as rectitude is something
They fully embrace

                                 ~Miro

The Code of Bushidō

22 Apr


The Code of Bushidō

Many different warriors
Have walked the face of Earth
From many different areas
But all shared the same worth

One of these was Bushidō:
“Way of the Warrior-Knight”
Although these ancient Japanese
Nobles are gone from sight

The seven virtues that they all
Adhered to still live on
The Warrior-Knight’s way continues
To inspire and spawn

People from all walks of life
To strive for Rectitude
Courage and Benevolence
Respect that they imbued

Honesty and Honor and the
Final virtue of
Loyalty all formed the code
Which set them all above

Other people who did not
Adhere to self-imposed
Laws and regulations that
Would keep their calm composed

Seven virtues that make up
The moral principles
That keep a warrior grounded
Whenever trouble pulls

Virtues that can anchor us
Firmly in peace and grace
Whenever anger, frustration
And setbacks show their face

                                   ~Miro

So Hard

21 Apr

“Do not pray for an easy life. Pray for the strength to endure a difficult one.” ~Bruce Lee

So Hard

Motivation, inspiration
Words which do excite
But then the doubt creeps in as they
Lament with this old plight:

“But it’s so hard” they whine and cry
“So hard to do these things”
“So hard to get up off my ass”
“So hard to grab those rings”

“So hard to put into effect”
“So hard to not just talk”
“So hard to endure discomfort”
“So hard to walk the walk”

Sometimes it is a great pain
To be a Warrior
And see how many people let
“So hard” daunt and deter

Sometimes I put face in palm
And just give a big sigh
Close my eyes and shake my head
While I ask myself, “Why?”

Why can’t they seem to get it?
The same thing that I learned?
That anything you accomplish
Must be fought for and earned?

Why do so few see that pain
Discomfort, work and sweat
Is not the enemy, instead
It’s how you pay your debt?

Why do so many look for
The easy, pleasant way?
Why are they so blind to all
Who have endured the fray?

Why do they talk of athletes
And famous people who
BUST THEIR ASS in order to
Make their success accrue?

And yet put in a fraction of
The work their heroes did
And wonder why they’re miserable
“It’s hard? Oh God forbid!”

“God forbid I have to sweat!
Or have a little strain
God forbid I push myself
And have to endure pain!”

I only now have one response
Whenever someone sits
And furrows brow and says “Yeah but
It’s so hard” and then quits

And that response is that I turn
And simply walk away
This Warrior no longer has
Inspiring words to say

To anyone who thinks “So hard!”
And just becomes annoyed
Consider me one more hard thing
That you can now avoid

                        ~Miro

The Four Stanza Life of Joe Careful

19 Apr

“Nothing ventured, nothing gained.” ~Proverb

The Four Stanza Life of Joe Careful

There was a guy named Joe Careful
Who never took a risk
Who never pulled a muscle and
Who never slipped a disc

Who never asked a pretty girl
To meet him for a drink
Who never said much ‘cause he feared
What other people think

Who never tried anything new
For fear that he would fail
Who never dared to venture off
The easy, beaten trail

And that is why Joe Careful’s life
Is just four stanzas long
If only he’d taken more risks
This rhyme might be more strong

                               ~Miro

Watering Flowers

14 Apr

“There is no effect more disproportionate to its cause than the happiness bestowed by a small compliment.”  ~Robert Brault

Watering Flowers

There was a flower named Woman
Who, much like other flowers
Needed watering to bloom
But the name of these showers

Were “compliment” and “gratitude”
“Acknowledgement” and “praise”
These simple words of kindness made
This flower’s petals raise

Unfortunate to say the least
That there were very few
Who made the effort to water
These flowers so they grew

The thought was silly to most men
Who felt abashed to say
Anything that would help these
Flowers bloom all the way

Or if they didn’t think it silly
Then they were afraid
That despite good intentions, the
Flower would be dismayed

Harassment, innuendo, or
Some other type of tease
Said only to get something
So they themselves could please

One truth about the world is that
There are so few who speak
Words that are not intended
To be a harsh critique

There are so few who compliment
That any flattery
Will almost always be taken
With elation and glee

“You look nice today,” “I love
What you’ve done with your hair”
“You have a lovely smile,” few men
Ever seem to dare

“You’re beautiful,” “You’re gorgeous,”
“You are stunning,” “You’re so cute”
Every man can say these things
But most of them are mute

But pay attention if you have
The guts to say these things
You men, look closely, see what kind of
Radiance it brings

To Woman’s face when she’s watered
With this kind of affection
The pure smile, the joyful eyes
And rosy, warm complexion

So speak up, men, be Warriors
Not just with swords and spears
But with your words which can be liquid
Life to Woman’s ears

                                                 ~for Luana