fraught with peacefulness

a watershed of tears
for no reason and every reason imaginable
clarity and confusion share gray matter space
while the body sways and rocks
through the cerulean gloom
tempted to dance above the rising pain
arms raised
releasing  the world's anguish
one angry fist and one praise hand at a time

the heart speaks: patience...
slowly, imperceptibly at first
Resplendent Light and space arise
lifting the fog of mourn
resurfacing as a pulsing, enlivened hope


immobility and helplessness
spiral into backbone
erect and courageous
boldly proclaiming

IT as all Bliss

Deep calls unto Deep

found peace on my board
that sacred space meant to carry both ego and spirit
surfing a life well-lived
just might prove that our humanity is not
the opposite of our divinity but the manifestation of it!

sensing we all might just be royalty after-all
confident in my mission
in my uniqueness
and yours
like a drop of water in the ocean
I am at once an individual
and yet complete and integrated with the whole

I am one with the rolling deep
because deep calls unto deep you know
and the mystery that is profoundly curling in on itself is
undulating out a rhythm in a cadence called Life

surrender to it
and savor
the ultimate in revelatory freedom

a prisoner's gift

my perspective's changed
don't complain much anymore
what's there to say-
the weather stinks, i have a cold,
my cell phone's dead?
such absurdity!!

the trees' immense reflection in the river
robins chirping
the soft fur of my golden
laughter and eating out
libraries and yoga class
family and friends and comfy beds

the stuff that makes a life

Matthew 25:36 
I was sick and you took care of me, I was in prison and you visited me. Then the righteous will answer him, Lord, when was it that we saw you hungry and gave you food, or thirsty and gave you something to drink? 

i share tools, a simple task
you share all...

Thankfully Luke 6 tells us:
For with the measure you use, it will be measured back to you

Moonbeam repair

broke my own barely-beating heart
went un- noticed
let alone fatal

pain endured then absorbed, changing its shape
until it appeared- a floating disconnect

once full and impervious
two halves forming the whole
self-righteous and solid
closed to the light

suddenly cracked and imperfect, at the ready
for the outpouring of emotion
tumbling through tumult


at the ready for the laser-bright white beam
through half-slit eyes
travels through eternity
to pierce my chest
and fills the cracks like mortar
a healing, translucent balm
and now by osmosis
gives and receives
the blood-red agape love
worthy of the creator
of the moon and stars
and earth and sky

enormous mustard seed

lost and hopeless
in appearance only
impressions are deceiftful
fake countenance!!

your portion
satisfies
your portion, like an inheritance
overflowing and plentiful
your ways, a mystery

to love
a  simple requirement
but not in my own strength
always yours
Jehovah Jireh--
the Lord who provides
i surrender- again and again
devoting myself to your promises
and your ways, a mystery

you desire each heart
not one is forgotten
i am humbled
by the enormity
the universal complexity
of bonding together
beyond space and time
with great momentum
yet simplicity... for even
me, your servant
your ways, a mystery

Snowflake Christening

new day beckons
replete with  infinite rebirth
revealed in
alabaster, snow-capped branches
in a bright, sunlit sky

closing eyes
on a quest
to a raw beauty
that mars.
and human scars
recalling torment
and unveiled suffering...
on timber ascending skyward
a different snow-less day

close them to evict
the outside world
gaze inward!
praising
filling
emptying

there,
an abandoned cradle
desolate and lifeless
a missing Christ Child
not yet resurrected

and yet,
snowflakes
fall afresh
kissing my face
in a christening
of sorts
immersed and washed clean

a smile emerging
as natural
and miraculous
as baby's arrival
into the naked NOW

anorexic ego

starve it
weakened, it will whither
cadaverous and gaunt
it hangs around desperate for a scrap
deprived and depressed
demolished into near nothingness
departed

or not

nourished by compassion
fed a tidbit (or a bowl-full) of empathy
space to breathe, a loosening of the belt
ego's ways soften and gracefully recompose
lithesome from sustenance
in search of the last supper
to be in communion with all that is
abundantly light