poetry is my remedy for apathy
strange how simple words can
cut away through my indifference

the act of creation in the written word
helps me connect to something greater than myself,
so slowly but surely my numbness subsides

poetry leads me into mystery,
where beauty can be found in
simplicity of a single moment

my mundane life flowers into
a spiritual experience,
when I flow into love and service

there is either apathy or poetry
in changing a poopy diaper,
pausing before saying a hurtful word,
and letting go the need to be right.

my life moves and quakes into new being,
and all because i let words flow in me and through me.
i am a living book bursting at the seams,
waiting to be poured out and shared.

spoken and written words break me out of isolation,
and sets me free.

two simple words cut through my apathy,
"thank you."

I sit and breathe
wishing peace, happiness, and freedom
for myself

I sit and breathe
slowly wishing out
to strangers, friends, enemies, and all beings
peace, happiness, and freedom

I sit and breathe
letting the metta grow
my heart expands just a little
as I sit here and now
with all my joys and sorrows

may I be at peace
may I be happy
may I be free from suffering

may you be at peace
may you be happy
may you be free from suffering

may all beings be at peace
may all beings be happy
may all beings be free from suffering

you and I stood in
silence

our hearts joined
as *one

my heart is filled with love and gratitude
for each moment shared with you

I hope you never loose your sense of wonder and awe
nor your contagious laughter of wild abandon

you are a daring explorer
an artist of wondrous imagination

may you keep growing and learning
with your free rebellious spirit

thank you for being a great teacher
of how to  embrace the now

we play in this very moment
we live in this very moment
we love in this very moment
we pray now

each moment blossoms into the infinite now

no words to describe the love I feel for you in my heart

may your heart embrace all of life's joys and sorrows
with gratitude

always seeking
and moving

never still to really
just be

no longer walking
alone

facing life as I help
*others

the summer heat is oppressive
it's so hot and humid in the south
you become drenched with sweat
just standing still

the running streams of mountain water
rushing through rocks and then crashing down on ya
the chill of the waterfall freezes the intensity of explosion
on your skin as the water beats down on ya
there's nothing like it in the world to standing underneath a waterfall

I hug the wall of stone and feel the cold slimy surface
and my hands run through the moss growing on the side

what an amazing reprieve on a hot summer's day
God bless the mountains of North Carolina
God bless Appalachia
God bless this place called
home

home of my heart
where living waters flow

laughter explodes
into the infinite silence
our hearts
become
*one

lost in ecstasy
of the present moment
here i am

i do not remember what i have lost
but there is a a feeling of loss that i cannot fill
a void that spreads beyond my reach

a vague memory of something i cannot trace
faint glimmer of something that should be
but is no longer with me

the feeling leaves me confused and numb
is this grief?

wholeness is just out of reach

then it hits me
I am still seeking something
external to make me whole

Instead I now go inward towards
my knawing emptiness
and I make friends with my
suffering and pain

now in my heart there is good soil
for seeds of hope and love to grow

beauty lies in little moments
when i pause and breathe

a brief moment of clarity
a moment of grace is all it takes  
to truly surrender

the hard part is to keep surrendering
a day at a time, but not as hard as
living in the hell of my disease

grateful to be free just for today
and to be trudging
on this "road of happy destiny"

you said you loved me
and now you ask for space?

what happened to till death do us part?

I FLOat into NOthing
drifting from place to place
LOSt

whispers of forgotten
I love yous drift into
my mind

the more my ego dies
each moment becomes
more beautiful

think think think

procrastinate
procrastinate
procrastinate

breathe

write write write

gasping for air
I feel like I am dying
can't breathe...
until at last
I realized I was choking
on my old resentments

as I let go of each one
the air I breathe become
clear and deep
flooding me with life

i'm sitting sitting sitting
thinking thinking thinking
breathing breathing breathing
oh crap oh crap oh crap
i just remembered i forgot to send an email
thinking thinking thinking
anxious thoughts fearful thoughts planning thoughts

breathing breathing breathing
in out in out in out

breathing
breathing
breathing

in
out
in
out
in
out

(ding)

breath caught in throat
heart leaping out
this is love

love is listening
to you snore

love is patiently waiting
for you to calm down

love is being able to just be
and present to each other

love is opening ourselves
to this very moment

love simply is

if you are lost and alone,
don't  give up hope.

there is a place called home
waiting  for your return.

I know from experience,
because I once was a lost soul.

divine creator,

may my soul awaken with a passionate breath
and a deep thirst for yourlove.
let your Divine flame burn in me,
so I may share your light in this darkened world

dear stranger who I have yet to call a friend,
may you be guided on your journey towards
wholeness and freedom.

may we lift each other up on our journey,
when our paths cross instead of turning a blind eye
or too busy to see that one of us has fallen.

may the Divine Light shine in me
may my life speak

Oh Beloved ,
may my love for you grow every day.
A seed of the Divine Light that
shines brightly in the dark places of my heart.

Oh beloved!
Words of your praise
become flourishing flames
surrounding me
consuming me whole
- they Ignite my sleeping soul.

May my soul awaken with a passionate breath
and a deep thirst for your love.
let your Divine flame burn in me,
so I may share your light in this darkened world.

**The world was
Shrouded in a shadow of non-existence;
It was Your Light that illuminated
the entire Universe .
May faces of those with faith shine brilliantly,
till we reach the destination of eternal felicity.

"Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude."-- A.A. Milne

lost in a sea of despair
with no end in sight
people pass me by
but I am unable to cry out

desperately treading water
to stay afloat and yet a part of me
just wants to let go
stop fighting and just sink
to the bottom where I can rest

I see no way out
no sign of hope
and yet something
keeps me going
I will not surrender to
this sea of despair

I am gasping for breath
gulping water
dizzy with exhaustion
before I sink I cry out
with my last breath "Help!"

suddenly hands reach out for me
lift me out of the sea of despair
and as I cough out water
my eyes begin to see
a fellowship of people on a life raft
I ask them where they came from,
and a man with a gentle smile answers
that they have been there all along waiting for me to see them

the sea of despair made me blind to
the very help I was looking for
until in that moment of desperation
I was open and willing to ask for help

love simply is
given without expectations
holding my baby girl

a storm of emotions
all a stir
yet there is a calm and peace
in the center of even
the wildest of storms

after the flurry has subsided
I am left still standing
with the fury of the storm behind me
all there is left to do is pick up the pieces
and start again

my thoughts wander and meander
into wistful daydreams of days longs past

would I still be me, if my choices lead me down
other paths?

would I still be writing these words on a page,
if I was born into a different family?

then like an ice cold water to my face,
I awake to the reality of my life.
wistful dreams are nice to wonder about,
but I'd rather live in here and now.

your warmth
your breath
makes my heart
glow with love

your light exudes a mystical glow
things are revealed and yet still hidden
I love walking through the night
under your magical glow

I can either run
or face everything
with divine assistance

with a quiet voice I sing
my praise for Thee

my heart beating its beat
my mouth songs harmony

I sing a song for Thee
that carries on till eternity
even if my words are lost at sea
I have whispered my love for Thee

are you a harbinger of death or life?
sometimes it feels so right to shoot the messenger.
you brought the message that my heart could not bare;
I feel as if I am dying from the inside.

how could it be that three simple words could
cut me to the bone,
"I hate you."

followed by the devastating blow of
"I never loved you."

o sleep
you are almost within my grasp
so close and yet so far away

o blissful rest
wash over me
give my weary mind an oasis

o restless mind
please yield and stop pursuing me
into the depths of insanity

dew drops glisten
as the morning light dances
in peaceful silence

in peaceful silence
the great eastern sun rises
greening the ridges

Greening the ridges
Of the mountains and the vales
Delightful—serene.

Delightful— Serene
Flowers Waltz Upon The Ground
Feel The Rising Sun

Feeling the rising sun
Beaming on angelic faces
Leaving a heart dazed

Leaving a heart dazed
In love with this tranquil scenery -
A true beauty!

A true beauty
Of love and colours,
Brightening life forever.

Brightnening life forever,
Like a dove engulfed in a clear sky,
Yet a trick of our sore eyes.

Yet a trick of our sore eyes
Cannot obscure the glistening
Of whispered rain

of whispered rain
which drenches our mother earth
in a warm and loving embrace

In a warm and loving embrace,
The winds prance apace
While the rain sings its tranquil grace

while the rain sings it's tranquil grace
my soul dances with joy and
my heart joins in the song of the universe

Drifting into oblivion
everything fades into a blur
a faint glimmer of hope lost

Swaying in the wind
weightless heading for a thousand swords
in a stream of fallen dreams

Grasping my heavy armor
I sink into the water
pierced by your nightmarish lies*

Where the truth is beyond the grave
poison lives within the veins
and from death we are but an inch away