Awakening Sometimes Means Remembering
Awakening to My History Sometimes, I discover a photo or some other record of something I have created in the past, awakening curiousity. I've happened upon these things and then wondered, "Who did that? I'd like to see more," or "Oh, there it is!!" Other times I...
Eternal Optimist
Ever the optimist always doing the “right” thing Waiting patiently for the inevitable good ending right outcome Putting in ever more elbow grease effort unceasing Dealing with cards dealt finding the lining or at least hints of it With smile and hope and bits...
What Do You Say?
“Embrace the impossible,” was all that she said Yet like a digging vole it got ensconced within his head So blessings came and went and miracles happened when knees bent Life stretched to encompass experience rich and deep whenever ideas and actions like a fine cup of...
Crucible of Life
Distilled essence emerges when still having gone through the fire Crucible of life instilled with light heat of passionate emotion Deep thirst quenched at the eternal spring spirit's grace Refreshing , soothing awakened, still
Clever Porpoises
Sailing on the E-moceans with crisp breezes countered by undercurrents of vast feelings Fastened with instruments ingeniously designed to harness even difficult waves Enough to catch enormous energy for useful purposes (or porpoises?) How clever!!!
Time’s Illusion
Across the world in the curl of a smile eyes crinkled and engaged Sagas sung as ragas going on for ages like bronze or other forensic terms pass by in the single beat of a butterfly wing That which separates the space between us is the same as that which supports...
Fabric of Life
It used to be in days of yore or yesterday, by my count You could cut the fabric of life in two ways, typical straight or zigzag - to prevent fraying Until fancy craft scissors came along in plastic tubs Made in China • • • She was cut from a different...
Butterflies
yellow drifters flit and glide rising all around us like powdered earth poofing warm around bare toes wafting clouds of fertile dirt air close and fragrant rich • • • meadow embraces puffy clouds peek expansive sky
Humble Be
The plight of the humble me buzzes around like a bumbling insect sharing fertile, fluffy pollen willy-nilly or so it would seem Sometimes, it sticks eventually bearing right-sized fruit Other times, it does not Loud and willful barrenness where twigs once...
B A L A N C E
Between extremes of this or that A nother time making the choice which feels cleanest, most natural L oving it all unconditionallly In harmony and forgiveness without judgement A ligned with intention...