I cannot quite put a finger on it,nor pin down the feelings in my heartnow I am home from visiting with you…A deal of history lies there between usas it has lain, gathered over years of awkwardness,uncertainty,resentment,guilt,embarrassment;over many moments miscalculated,misinformed,misunderstoodthat still stand between us… Now I am older,with grown children of my own;You are oldand …
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THE DAY BETWEEN
Considering with weary heart and jaded eyeall the stacks and racks and knicks and knacks, that loom left over and left undonefrom yesterdays and yesterweekslast month, last season,even all a lifetime’s matters still requiring answers and corrections and response… Before this week is out I knowdecisions must be made, uncertainties confronted and if possible allayed, anxieties faced down, potentially …
Against the Pane
I did believe that Ino longer cared:Immunity attained,myself now proofagainst the sightof others driftingin the rosy joyful clouds,the bliss of knowinganother,and being knownacceptedwelcomedtouched and moved,embraced,enjoyed… That lessons learned in painwere by now set hardwithin a heart crazedby experience,firmly welded into a wholeby wisdom… Apparently not.
SOUL IN THE WATERS
KELP Shadows and light waving,in the Great Embracemoving…caress and tease…coolness, warmth.veils of shadowslick and smooth…Light casting shaftsinto the darker deeps…Creatures dim and smallsecuring sustenanceand safetyin the motionsand the shafts and shades…Sense and soundconfoundedbaffled just a littlemakes for playpursuit and teasingin the pleasingatmosphereof the Great Embrace… LEAP Leap!into the sparkling air…Arc and soarabove,surrounded byThe Breathof Light, …
Body and Soul
Wandering freely joy-filled Lightcrossing universes with a notionCuriosity on wheels, on wings,on jetpacks, mobile dreamsever always in merry motion…Wants to see, wants to know,no boundaries where the Light can go! Try it out, try it on, form of solid matter–Ponderous, preposterous,time-bound hungering hulk of masssenses appalling and imperious…Wants to touch, to feel, to feedearthbound sack …
The Wind
You cannot see the wind. It moves the trees, pushes clouds across the sky, surges waves across the lake and sea; You can hear it– whispering through the forest, whistling ’round windows and chimney pots mourning over hollows in the land; You can witness as it tears the world by shreds of gossamer and flying signs, sends dust spiraling up into a summer …
Under the Night
“Defenseless under the nightOur world in stupor liesYet everywhere ironic points of light flash outwherever the just exchange their messages…“ Like Auden’s flashing lightssparking in the darknessthat so often seemsso immense, so overwhelming,so defeating–we greet each other despite different timesand great distances between,and know that there is Lightalways in the nightand we are not aloneif only …
Day Light
Sunrise…push against the lightest misty rainoff to the west,a rainbow unfoldingto grace the dawning. Sunlight… strike across the land below the cloudsgilding treetops;Balloons rise like gems againsta steel-blue lowering sky. Sunset…flame upon the sky, rose-gold upon the rising moonthen fade and leave the skyto the bright and wandering stars.
MID SUMMER DREAMING
I have and remember the best dreams that come just before waking. This morning, I dreamed of planting a spiralling grove of ginkgo trees… starting at the center and spiralling outwards, adding a new sapling every year. I got to thinking how far apart they should go to have room to grow, though eventually, to …
STAY ANGRY
Stay angry! Not riotously, weeping, screaming hate angry–but soul-cleansing angry:Keep burning with the inner fires that burn away the blockages and incursions into your soul that living in these Dysfunctional States of America have enabled. Stay angry, stay determined, stay encouraged! Keep insisting that what we have gotten used to as ‘normal’ is actually mortal …
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