Now I'll sing of my greatest fear

Of the taste of the realm of nothingness

Teasing and taunting like a missing limb

How I dread its incessant pull

Into the passage between here and there

Nothing more agonizing than that chill

Gnashing beneath the hovering darkness, a

Ne'er ending nightmare of infinite nothingness

E'er threatening possession of my mind

Such is the miracle of a near-death your

Soul is never here or there

crescent moon
hanging over the hill ~
moonlight tale

Here goes the little bird
The little bird with wings of rainbow
Tweeting behind my window
Not a care in the world
How I wish I'm the little bird
I'd free all my cares to the wind
I'd twirp and chirp till I'm rid of my sorrow

Wouldn’t it be perfect
If "we" all became one?
No "I" or "You" or “They”
Just one giant indomitable I
Tall and selfless like the palm tree
Wouldn’t it be liberating if I would
Unify the rift between truth and lie?
If I would cross the fence and pull the plug
On the conflict between good and the need for doing good?
If I would break the horrifying silence of the hibiscus
Stimulating the unsated thirst of the butterfly
If I would make every cloudy face break open like the morning sun
If I would be as liberal as the sun,as cleansing as the rain
If I would be as receptive and meek as the moon
We would be one indomitable “I

fluttery fronds
of a palm tree –
another noel

Pitter patter, pitter patter
Not of rain it's my heart
When it showers it dreads their patter
My ears echo their patter
Long after they cease to pelt
Not even its breeze
Can give some peace

I've seen heaven
Wish it were my haven
When I sought solace here

They numb my mind
They play my mind
The things I saw there