Have you seen the wind
as it kisses the ocean,
setting the salt free?
There at the edge of the world,
seagulls compose serenades.
Have you seen the dawn
as it sneaks up on the night,
its arms soft and warm?
There at the start of the day,
the grass tears are moist.
Have you heard the sound
of the trees in the sunshine,
stretching to the sky?
There in the warmest embrace,
the world is made whole again.
11 Jun 2025
Leave a CommentLook: for a minute
the light takes over dark
as the great wheel turns.
Then, in the next span of now,
the shadow always grows back.
There must be balance
in our illusion of two –
no up without down,
until we are reconciled
beyond the borders of form.
21 JUN 2024
Leave a CommentTrue knowledge is free;
it grows like roadside flowers.
Who can afford it?
The trick is letting it go
so it can keep blossoming.
Paying tuition
at such a school is so hard:
you owe attention.
You can’t write a check for that;
your life is not accounting.
17 JUN 2024
Leave a CommentEmptiness is form;
nothing has nothing in it,
like air in a jar.
Saying the jar owns that air
is a foolish way to think.
Form is emptiness;
nothing has something to it
that is not alone.
Thinking one jar’s empty space
stops at its rim is silly.
16 JUN 2024
Time knows no season; Spring doesn’t turn to Summer in just one moment. The now is all that exists. You cannot measure its span.
Life did not begin; it is always here and now. It is infinite. Before you take the next breath, let your lungs taste it.
13 JUN 2024
Leave a CommentWho is just sitting?
It is not me, or is it,
here on the cushion.
Who is asking the question?
Nobody really knows that.
13 JUN 2024
Leave a CommentIn a moment’s span
life expands to fill the void;
a flower blooming
is a gentle breath of air:
earth and sky come together.
04 JUN 2024
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