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K Mae Mar 19
Desert thirsts for you, for me
embodied living energy
above and underground
go find the water, find it deep
we think of death but only sleep
illusions losing ground
undulations resonate
a call to follow now
K Mae Mar 19
Pulled to kneeling
By assaults of worry.
I surrender.
Receive this blessing.
You are the power for yourself.
As I am mine.
K Mae Mar 19
Holy Grail
I drink from you
Faith beyond knowing
K Mae Mar 19
blurred non edges
directional lines now waver
melding with uncertainty
biding time, abiding self
in bog darkened depths
warily inviting what shall emerge
K Mae Mar 19
Inevitable movement
follows inscrutable pathways
within boundless unknown.
Admit any possibility with courage.
Of this I am sure :
Fear is no Wisdom path.
K Mae Mar 2017
crested crag-spines rising
bones fierce of ancient dragons
calling out to Naga

Bloom  feminine essence, Flow !
Feed my ancient undulations

wearied now to hills
sighing down with last exhaled
memory of color
washed, washed,
baked by endless sun
  Jan 2017 K Mae
where will they take me
this thick, whirling cloud
of birds?

I lower my shotgun;
my targets were to be
a skein of geese

(corpulent, impertinent
avian freaks I have seen
peck children's shins)

these smaller birds
perform a choreography electric,
black against blue

now I know the meandering
meaning of mesmerize--my eyes
glued to the skies

more agape than the hunter
in me--wishing to watch this wave
undulate an eternity

but alas, the flock turns
into a naked sun; I am forced
to shield my eyes

my hand blocks the blare
of light, with it, the whipping tail of
their liquid flight

when I lower it, they are
but a haze near the horizon, performing
magic for another audience
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