What they ask of me
The need for celebration great
And every embrace of life
Opens portals for birthing more
Wonders and mysteries of existence
Looking into the mirror of what it is
To be alive
And awake
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Cosmology
What’s a little odor got to do with it?
For the first time in a weekI look in the mirrorsix hairshang long out my right nostril A dozen protrudefrom my right ear as to beg for combingor at least…
Follow home the threads of truth and love
My skin grows scratchy and itchy
and I sense the time for shedding
is again come upon me
as the self I thought myself to be
is both too large and too small
for meeting the challenges of my days
I saw the web this morning
I saw the web this morningSwear I did A spider’s gossamer thin threadcaught Sun’s first shafts of lightpiercing tall pinesdense needles yet drippingwater droplets fallenfrom floating clouds in night’s skyunder…
Imagine you are invited…
So, tell me true, please if you will. Imagine you are invited to a personal meeting with a 200-year-old human yet full and present and vibrant with life. Would you…
The veil between the worlds
as if the veil is but an illusion of perception
a creation of inherited imaginations
no longer serving
When God Comes Home
lay in the alley behind the preacher’s house
alone in a pile of dried leaves
between two ole beat-up trash cans
cursing God and dad and life
planning out how to kill myself I did