- Aiden

I have always seen things a little differently. Though I did not realize it, there was always a part of me that observed life with a childish innocence, although I have experienced the negative side of life with an adult’s perseverance. The first poem I wrote was in London in the year when the world was supposed to have experienced Armageddon...again. The year was 2000 and I was sitting in my cubicle in front of a desk working in an accounts department for a very reputable educational institution, however reputable any of them could actually be. To the right hand side of the computer screen there always was a little postcard size drawing depicting the artist’s interpretation of the story about the Good Samaritan that all the Bible readers know so well. Until this day I do not know who put it there... On this specific day I was looking at it and really noticing it for the first time. It showed the Jewish traveller on the side of the road, lying in a piece of cloth, bloodied and dirty, stretching his hand out to the Samaritan who was about to help him(those of you interested in the parable or who do not know about it, can refer to the Gospel of Luke(10:25-37)). Something in me shifted and my first poem was born, it was entitled "For Life". As I started writing, all the things at that point in my life that I was thinking about found their way into the words that appeared before me as I typed, and they rhymed! After I reread the words, I decided to print it out and put it on the wall next to my bed in the little room that I shared with a friend at that time. The poem somehow gave me the warm familiarity of home in this strange place that I would reside in for another year. He read the poem and said that he could not believe that something like that could come from me, to tell the truth, neither could I! After that I would get an urge to write a poem every now and again. What the subject would be and how it would turn out, was never planned, I just wrote and let the words fall together as they may. On every occasion the message, or my interpretation of it, was conveyed nicely. I like it when I read something and it talks to me on different levels every time. Some very interesting things came out and I decided to put them all together over the years, Spiritual Poetry of Rhyme, was the outcome. The name is sort of like the poems, open for interpretation. Who can define Spirituality in any case? For all I know, the man who lives every second of his life just for new financial gain, without regard for family, friends or the environment, may be the most spiritually blessed being that walks the earth! I am glad I have friends like that and I am also grateful for my different families from all walks of life. They have taught me more than they will ever have the capacity to learn and in that they are a perfect piece of this life-puzzle. I leave you with that thought and an invitation to share in my peculiar world. Enjoy and interpret as you please.

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