I go to the mountains to pray
I go to the mountains to pray from within the one rooted oneness of the Aspen Body and from the temple where singing waters emerge Born gurgling out from under…
I go to the mountains to pray from within the one rooted oneness of the Aspen Body and from the temple where singing waters emerge Born gurgling out from under…
Beyond story there is no part of you that can be untangled from me This is reciprocal So don’t worry No need to run Just ask Wind or Tree Mountain…
I am a child of you, Stars and Sun,
of you, Fire, spark and flame of my life
in every cell of my body
That I Am
I have an affinity for the unseen natures of our world. Things like tree roots surfacing briefly catch my attention for how it is they navigate like serpents of the…
“Understanding the language of the soil gives me a
Oh to be erotically alive in this world!
What joys and sorrows are sure to visit
and to be willing to let each in
to so receive the embrace
of unspeakable beauty and wonder and heart break
Oh here you go again Larry
with another of your “Have you…” poems…
But truly
have you even smelled the air today