Monday, July 14, 2025

it is in the searching
where we truly live 

Saturday, July 12, 2025

At Last

Listen to the birds
outside the door
speaking in song

I ask myself
Am I truly listening 
or am I merely waiting
to speak?

We must often do the impossible
and reconcile the world 
with our own heart.

I grow older but I do not grow 
more numb to the world.
I grow older and I feel myself
a greater part of humanity.
My joy and disappointment 
are mirror images.
I grow older and realize 
I must be gentle with 
the fractured and broken.
All of us are so.
I grow older and cannot 
consume blindly and 
without thought.
I must have restraint.

Does the deer dream?
Does it dream of the forest?
Of fresh water?
A quiet valley?
A land without fear?

Some mornings
I sit and must remind myself
that no feeling is final
that I must breath
that this is all there is
this eternal present
this perpetual gift

All these words
All these thoughts
like leaves on a tree
sharing a branch
sharing a body
living
changing
returning home
at last


Thursday, July 10, 2025

I have to breath slowly, mindfully
My body is demanding rest
To slow down the pace
Just for now
I am listening

Wednesday, July 9, 2025

Crest and trough 
it's all the same wave
carrying us along 

Surviving

Old friend
I am thinking of you even now
Even through the years
Knowing there is struggle 
in your heart
Struggle in your life
You said
when you are able
you will reach out again
Here I wait 
wondering when
that might be
wondering if you are 
surviving yourself
and these days

Tuesday, July 8, 2025

I want to write a haiku

Too lazy to count syllables

This is close enough 

Every

Every day

Every morning

Every afternoon

Every evening

Every night

Every dream

Every nightmare

Every thought

Every action

Choice

Circumstance

Consequence

is ours

What will 

you make 

of it?

Monday, July 7, 2025

Lifetimes

Through how many lifetimes
Have we remained faithful
All of them
And so in this one 
we too remain
dedicated to this
self-given task
Open yourself
Unclench the fist
Let the blood circulate
through veins 
and capillaries
Find the words again
and again
as you always have