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River Captain
I’d no real idea what I was looking at it seems a sublime visage foretells the future, marks the past, more than it reveals the present moment. Upstream and downstream share the same unseen – source and destination both obscured … Continue reading
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Opposites share the same space
The smallest point, is infinitely small,unlimited in this respect;which is more than we can say for the planets…which are limited in size “Nothing” is the disclosure of “Everything,”in a perpetually diminishing state. So long as we recede into Nothingness,Everything has … Continue reading
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Unfree Poem
A poem is a bird in a gilded cage a pining soul on a weeping page. Open the door but still it stays Close the door and it flies away. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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The mountain on your chest
Our messages, all of them past and present, but an ensemble of One beckoning source. It is true, how wind – the pen, and water – the scroll, will lay a volatile couplet, a brief fragrance, a ripple, a wave … Continue reading
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Written
The Beloved enters like a mist When in stillness Lays a kiss Disarms my words eludes my eyes No empty pages the ink run dry Hours gaze from a clock with no face free from the hands of time and space Pulsing … Continue reading
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On Wisdom
When the mind speaks, wisdom puts a finger to its lips, “Hush.” That I fail to find order in my life is evidence that I am seeking the means with my mind rather than the ends with my heart. So, … Continue reading
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In-between-ities
There are immeasurably small instants in an immeasurable eternity.These “in-between-ities” are where we neither regret the moments “once-now-gone”nor those “longed-for-to-happen.” It is the gracefulness of presence when present.There at the node of a lamniscate,a unity so beyond you and I,that … Continue reading
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Coffee Shop Selfie
Anyone can stage a prolific book, a computer, salt and pepper butterscotch cookie, and a steaming cup of cappuccino – heart swirls and all. Photoshop it to misty tears. But really – what’s going on in this picture? Nothing. Nothing … Continue reading
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Why signs
Why look for signs? Why even expend an atoms effort to find them… for we worry a mountain if we don’t and doubt when we do. Nay, everything is everything; and I have faith in the signs I don’t see. … Continue reading
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Death and LIfe share the same door
Whether abandoned by time or will, the rose will endure its falling petals, which reunite with the soil, from which it grows again. Were I not to die, of what use, this life. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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