24 Saturday May 2014
Bleary-eyed.
Waves continue approaching shore-
Fuzz-minded.
Water breaks, endlessly, on stone-
Anxious-bellied.
Wind gathers east to west-
Skin, dry.
Orchestra of silence in form giving perfect coherence
to overcome the small and blinding
with the unspeakably grand-
21 Wednesday May 2014
Jump off the merry-go-round.
That common ride dulls the senses,
weakens the heart.
There’s endless beauty
in walking the path with Beloved,
every step a discovery.
Depart from good and bad
wrong and right
righteous and evil,
Find Love
in dawn’s greeting,
the wind sway of redwood,
and breaking waves rolling white..
Beyond the two-sided trap,
One.
Here, laughter resonates, full,
touch lingers into the unconscious,
and limits, like toppling dominoes,
care not for your fears–
In this place,
there are none.
16 Friday May 2014
And who ever taught you
you weren’t enough?
Taught you what about you
was ugly
or wrong
or missing
or un-lady-like or
not-man-enough
or too sensitive
or crazy?
And when, dear one, did you start
believing them?
Because the fullness of you,
the whole spectrum of your Being,
is exactly what you are called here to be.
Shunning the calling, you shut the door on your Self.
Come back,
your spark is needed.
09 Friday May 2014
Up with owl.
And out, before fog drip and spider’s web part ways.
Artemisia and oat still bow their heads,
in gratitude for a wet night,
while crows have yet to forfeit rule of the streets,
and continue strutting the sand.
Acorn woodpeckers parked high up their holey electrical pole
discuss brightly the day before them,
gull wings through thick white,
and otter cruises shore’s edge.
At this hour, smiles arise between passers-by.
08 Thursday May 2014
I try to read
but fingers of morning light on the pines stop me.
And the clouds with holes
drifting eastward.
I’d take a call
but the juncos are talking
and hummingbird’s sipping from that purple inflorescence.
Try me later,
maybe when the show ends.
05 Monday May 2014
What’s alone?
More than just you sits there
with no other humans in sight.
Life pervades.
Like now..
fire, tea, words, the spiders in corners..
Flame talks with wood,
the heat of water and spice whisper to belly,
lamp light leans on white wall,
wool rug spreads reds and rose across the floor.
How could alone ever be?
Crickets surround both day and night,
and that moon sure does get around.
29 Tuesday Apr 2014
The loosening grip of an ancient imagined sorrow
frees up
the rolling giggles of a belly forgetting to stand sentry
against a world prepared to rip everything apart.
Annihilation lays waste to whatever weakens,
and the rebuild, oh the rebuild,
brings unshakable bones, windows welcoming sky,
framing blue and star and cloud,
stained glass casting colored light in beams
where acoustics music cries to court
carry every soulful voice
to heavens protective of all that’s sacred and immortal.
28 Monday Apr 2014
While blinking with coyote
I let the wind swallow me.
Three egrets flew upriver,
My eyes swept down
to the mouth
where sweet and salt swirl,
tongues of worlds finding pleasure
in their opposing movements.
24 Thursday Apr 2014
Were this all-
the mirage within which we play our games-
colored light on night’s sleeve,
dew resting on lips of the rose,
cricket song the whole day through,
skin brushing skin,
hand on metal hand on stone,
red kettle steaming,
serpent trail through dust,
squash blossoms…
these would not bring us pause~
for in a single breath moves
Eternity
21 Monday Apr 2014
All we’re searching for, all we’re ever really seeking, is union with Self and Spirit. That’s the journey. The rest is the splendor of the living path of discovery. Embracing it all is the delight. And it begins with ourselves.
Salt, Smoke, Water and Stone 