migrating birds over the lake; a window into the earth.
the park, its lawn scarred, is left; alone and hurt.
everything is looking for a harbor, a resting place; a rebirth.
Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
the wind is exhausted,
leaves the leaves be;
bearing a fragrance of
wild colours to come.
strong, unperturbed
and placid, lies the sea.
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 6:00 PM UTC
to live and to love is to be vulnerable,
exposing our hearts to flame and to frost.
grief is the most sincere way to honor,
our happiness once it is lost.
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 6:13 AM UTC
calmly be, just be
bow to pain and joy both,
with equanimity
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 5:33 AM UTC
watching a seagull
rest in equanimity
silence between thoughts
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 9:47 AM UTC
chocolate rabbits
chase the spring to come
only the eggs dyed
Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 11:47 AM UTC
weekend solace nears
tears of grapes, oak fermented,
tastes of summers past.
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 7:35 AM UTC
to feel reverence and intimacy
with everything we see;
to find traces of divinity in
everyday things;
to realize that imperfections and
cracks below the surface are not
signs of weakness; but traces of life;
to know that in essence, all is unity;
is grace.
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 6:58 PM UTC
sharp blades scar the ice,
to sound less is soundness.
we skate in silence.
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 4:09 AM UTC
sometimes we should let the silence be our words, the darkness our light and the stillness our dance; so that life is processed not only by our minds, but also through our hearts.
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 12:44 AM UTC