Poetry

She Beckons

All this time we have been falling at the feet of yesterday's shadows, while the spirit of wisdom stands beside us offering her hand.

Theatre of Dreams

The sun is my spotlight that One in the royal digs guides its way   But no one knows I'm in it no one is clapping because surprise you're in it too!   So let's put on a good show for our sparkling audience to...

” THE MASTER’S WORDS ……………… “

ah, the Joy of loving ....................ah ! the bliss of not-twoness in being ........... where the giver and the reciever become One in giving, and recieving where Giving is recieving, and Recieving giving ...........     There is no end To...

Spirit Walker

If you venture into the inner wilderness without a guide   Be certain you do not forget   Your reason map conscience compass and love garments   It might also be a good idea to bring a prayer flare just in case   And good company to brighten the way and...

woman, flowering : a painted poem

My desire is pushing, lighting me through this mud. I am the lotus. Can I focus on anything but the light? The light takes forms And the forms vanish Again and again. The Sun is calling the Moon. I am relieved, Sense...

sonar

Sonar As I dance across the floor Swift as light I feel that floor you swept me across And your arms your legs your feet My arms my legs my feet My smile. Foxtrotting me through space like a knife through butter You...

The Paintbrush

Enlightenment is like a paintbrush placed in the hand of a mannequin who has fully captured your attention while the child behind you dances wildly with paint stained hands soaking the world with expression   Prove your devotion to love and...

taking out the trash

taking out the trash While taking out some trash this afternoon I observed how quiet it was outside. In the ordinariness of this action I became very aware of myself as silence in relation to Nature. even when sounds arise...

Boston Requiem: She is no Hagar

Boston Requiem: She is No Hagar Banished, alone and left out in the desert to die, Hagar sat down far away from Ishmael, her son, and said ”Let me not look on the death of...

life has a honeysuckle lover

  As the day ends and begins this evening Presence comes to me envelops me stills me and asks me to dance. I tell him I will let him lead. whole body excitement to have such a dance partner. so touched, mind can't know is my...