Empty the Shoe

A rock in the shoe
throws off the gait
Misaligned by pain
causes peace to wait
It only takes a moment
to empty the shoe…

Unfolding Moment

Becoming a human being…
A process of unfoldment
that is always self-fulfilled
In every moment
like a lotus prophecy

Sweet Spirit

Feather-light
The touch upon my memory
And as sweet
As a newborn anything
Remembering the love
In my heart
For Spirit

Elder’s Journey

As the old man
looked at the “problem”
once again with the eyes of a child
All of creation
circled around
to facilitate
the moment’s miracle
• • •
 
The elder instills wisdom
Still within
even as the busy mind
monkeys around with knowledge

Structure of Eclectic Joy

The festive colors mixed
waving like flags
awakened visual excitement
Layers of green and multi-flowers
stacked and interspersed
as if dozens of gypsy wagons
were somehow captured and coagulated
vertically
into one riotous and celebratory
structure of eclectic joy
• • •
 
I stood there enraptured
certain I had ascended

and unsure how to breathe

Another Day

Oh Joy!
Another completion
Another beginning
With but a tiny rest between
The days – the daze
They keep arriving
The variation in flavor only
The endless waves
On a seashore of love
Commence once and ever
Over and over
May as well dig bare toes
Into wet sand
And lick salty lips

in soft breezes

Curious Attention

The object of their attention
was tiptoeing past them
as if they couldn’t see it
Thinking “If I don’t look at them,
they won’t see me.”

They watched with curiousity…

Perfect Stick

Mourning Dove
sat on the compost pile
Moving her head to and fro
inspecting the sticks sticking out
She’d grab first one
and then another tight in her beak
Only to drop and hop
to another section
Finally, with chest puffed up
she’d found the perfect stick
Flying off with it to build
another flimsy nest

Beacon of Light

We each do the dance
Twirling and kicking
Stomping and gliding
Dancing with our
own personal illusions
Seeking ever
the beacon of light

in our very center

Blessed Surrender

He developed a fancy tool
It had flaps
like airplane wings
and very sophisticated mechanisms
all created for one purpose
Yet still it was very difficult
pushing the river
It was a blessed day
when it failed
and he surrendered