The little engine that could,
minuscule humans who might,
worlds cry that shouldn’t,
cosmos states thou shan’t,
God who simply is, then isn’t,
but was, at least for now
Chagall 2019
Tag Archive: non-duality
No words for the colors my body burns
Neither primary, pastel, nor flying
Instead a conflagration, deep amber
Dark roux near burn, my soul charred flour
Equal parts air, love, and salty water
Stirred to thicken and left to cool a spell
Upon fine filament I ride to you
More than passing a glance our eyes absorb
What’s essential behind, unspoken
In search of clarion call
A prayer for forgiveness prior any act
Repentance in arrears
Chagall 2019
This morning a butterfly sleeps
on the screen of my porch with antennae
lightly cupping the mesh
I stare deep into her round compound eye
and blow gently along her abdomen
She stirs, lifts off in flight then vanishes
Chagall 2017
I hear music in wind and machines, voices in the trees,
harmony amid the sleek hum of gears finely-tuned,
who vibrate on cilia to haunt me, to trace intervals,
motifs of being, a soundscape to mark me aware,
you are the rest between motion, a buoy in time both
solid and bulbous, a weight against storms,
a body of reckoning to counter the onslaught
of melody.
Chagall 2017
In the presence of the timeless
I weep openly
Chagall 2017
sometimes I re-read things i once wrote and at first
thought they are grammatically wrong until i realize what it was i meant
Chagall 2017
The birds around my home are slower than norm
There is less urgency because of the love and abundance of riches here
Chagall 2017
Sometimes I fall
but I rarely land
They tell me
that that’s alright
Life eternally rich
I breathe enough for us both
Out of mind
my conscious dwells
Spirit
impetus
Chagall 2017
Never ever rethink a post once it’s out there
unless it is actually needed
You second guessing
You is hilarious
Chagall 2017
Today, I witnessed and sensed a small bird’s fear
to have a red-shouldered hawk alight
upon an adjacent branch
Chagall 2017
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