People returned secretly at first One by one, until they became a long line of seekers They are those who are pulled by desires they do not understand Remembering how abundance had rained upon them once They remember tasting delicacies from a foreign table They had secretly loved them and desired more But to their … Continue reading The Seated →

I see a mess The garden is weed Rocks sit as innocent as icebergs They create infertility and broken backs But there is no other space And sustenance must be procured One weed One stone One rock at a time They must be destroyed removed vanquished crushed or banished It starts slowly Painfully The overwhelm … Continue reading The Work →

Nina sing yourself to me Tell the world about your sadness and despair You've known it well Lazy calm oozes I sit on the front porch Imagining I am in the deep south Sing Nina! Tell me of the sorrow and the despair that you know! The Sun and the Blues  collaborate Strangely made for … Continue reading Nina →

I saw an old sailing ship with a large mast and many many sails it was in the harbour raising it's sails, readying for it's maiden voyage The sky was a vivid pink The water was grey blue with traces of turquoise green, white and navy blue I watched it slowly at first turning toward … Continue reading The Ship →

Can you see who you are? Let me tell you what I see. I see a white circle that sits like a sun within your heart space. It is living. It is so pure that nothing else can reside in it that is not. It is pure white and absolutely radiant I can not take … Continue reading Do you know? →

"True love exists when seeing the true nature of an individual fills you with absolute joy When it pains you to see their suffering but you allow them to go through it, because you believe in their rights to grow and learn on their own terms. You allow them to choose their own path every … Continue reading Balancing the Scales →

The sword fell swiftly Confidently Purposefully It did not flinch or shake or pause The cord had been clamped But only one wields the blade It is held with a ferocity even they did not expect "It is finished!!" they shout The wielder both sobs and screams As the other side floats suddenly into blackness … Continue reading The Cut →