Love

Love turneth me around
and sobers me
Wakens my soul
to dance again.

Gliding through nature
with no need to stop
I am free of control,
demands
Able to move
in all directions at once.

Love cometh over me
and swims me
out of darkness
No longer searching,
wanting.

Of all the things
I've asked for
this one shines above

Taking me home
shattering, breaking,
tearing me
along the path

To arrive here
unscathed now
and loyal.

Cultivating Soulfulness

On the edge of aloneness
i don't look down
i simply wait

wait for solitude
to overtake me
to jolt me, awaken me
into the other

there
at the precipice of my existence
i stumble
not knowing what to do next

listen:
frogs croak
water tumbles
rocks crumble

immersed in nature
i follow the seed planted in me
twisting and turning

growing in ways
i cannot imagine.

Another Awakening

The rebel in you
energizes
the rebel in me.

That long-removed
satisfied, carefree
sleeping rebel of mine.
I feel it stirring.

Yes —
that gut-wrenching music
of your rebel
has invaded me
shaken and reminded me
there are other ways
to live.

And though I am beyond
my teenage years
I do still have
memories
and desires
and lusts.

And while I know
your rough waters
are alive in me
I also know
my still waters
are alive
in you.

Daily Practice

I fell into my own life today

guided by a growing need
to change my pace
to appreciate my days
and surroundings
to dance with the wind
dread nothing
open to pleasure

Softness ensues
as worlds open
and I fall between the cracks

perhaps not to come up
for a while.

Feline

Wild beast

in my arms
cat untended

I want to tame her
comb her
fuss with her

Finding more
places to hide
she will share
none of these
trivialities

She is happy
to leave me
hairballs
in exchange for
pure love.

Deeper

Come home
to your soul.

This temporary world
will only lead you to the edge
Nothing will get you
past this one:
Your desire
to know that place
deep within.

The ground
is not here
to walk on
It is a thin layer
to cross.

Slip through
into the underworld
the belly
the place you long to be
where wisdom dwells.

Go naked.

Layers

This time 

there are no rules

Only that deep longing

you can no longer suppress:

To live your one true life.

Lost as you may be

Lost as you may become

the descent

into your soul

is the only way

to find yourself again.

The deeper you go

the more truth you unfold

the wiser your journey

the clearer your path.

The sun

is infinitely patient

as the moon

guides you now

through the layers

of discovery

that will determine

how bright your light

will eventually 

shine.

Merged

Slipping into the stream  
I sit by water’s edge  
drained of thought  
and activity  
as if melted  
into moistness  

Sliding past rocks  
and trees  
I am not alone  
but merged with  
my surroundings  

Birds fly by  
not noticing me  
I don’t notice me  

Time ceases to exist  
Only my heartbeat  
reminds me  
I am human  

And here  
in this wonderland  
of creation  
peace  
finally  
befalls me.

Cycles

Center me gently
'mid labyrinths and roses
full moons and long nights
of sleepless unrest.

Bring me down slowly
near magical mountains
green grassy fields
and slumbering plains.

Wake me up fully
among fellow humans
wanting to know
their soul's reason to be.

Take me back quietly
when time says it's ready
and still waters open
for me to swim in.

Let me long linger
'til sweet ones are happy
enjoying the cycle
of love in the rain.

May peace and joy come
and bring me around
to life's lonely planet
with streams of white water

where passion and process
mend fences and heartaches
and love ever lasting
can't keep me away.


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Summer Time

Summer
half over/barely begun
Time not wasted
but going fast.

Strawberries' fresh taste
already given way to
farmers' markets full
with variety.

Peaches' sweetness
dripping down my chin.
Plums rich and ripe.
Ah — the lusciousness
of summer.

And my "to do" list —
slowly working away on it
but — half over!?!
So much more to enjoy
swimming, biking, hiking...
I need more time.

My pace has slowed
more relaxed with the heat
loose, open.
Not yet dreading winter
for that memory has softened
but oh
so not ready
for summer
to be even
half over.