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Monthly Archives: April 2016
Spring Heart
Spring is a time of renewal. I’ve had more springtimes than years. Some kind of daily vernal awareness dawns. Something changes and there is a slight ache before the buds unfold, yet it is all serene and beautiful. There are … Continue reading
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One Stays, One Leaves
So long as we hide within the shadows in the fields behind our own abode, the heart is never empty, the heart is never full. And so all wayfarers eventually leave seeking their own light thereby missing the flame that could have been yours, and in … Continue reading
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Fire within the Moth
There must be a bit of the fire within the moth, to be so ecstatically drawn to the flame; even the candle light itself dances ecstatically, nourished by the scent of singed wings. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
Posted in Poems Beyond Their Words, poetry, Short Stuff
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Never Ending Spells of Bliss
Just beneath the expressive notes of the consoling ney (reed flute) I hear the current of His breath carrying the burden of the neyzen’s lamenting song. Such intimacy between the lips of man and the kiss of his Creator reveals … Continue reading
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