Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
Would be demigods, seeking the worship of men Have always used fear to build walls Walls of the heart between you and I, us and them The great spiritual teachers…
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1 The River of Life — The Art of Living
Enough with Theology—at Last!
Tell me please, dear soul, when you walk upon the Earth do the soles of your feet touch your mother with your heart? And when you walk with this love…
True Confessions—Two Beating Hearts Drumming as One
I heard tell last night from a woman who lives in my heart the two of you were talking and discovered you each know me “I think he would say…
Perhaps You Can Tell Me
I. Perhaps you can tell me should you know Is this what it is to listen to one’s soul To become still enough quiet enough inside like one brittle January…
How do you like to make love?
Oh my soul How I do love you Yet at times too it seems I am such a novice Learning yet how to even court How to hold you close…
Sometimes I can find no respect for myself
Sometimes I can find no respect for myself It is true Though once shameful to admit given how devoted I can be to cultivating it from others now I am…
Where Trees Kiss Their Shadows
We did find a tree and her shadow to sit with
Me and my shadow I mean