Willfully ignorant & greedy sloths
Who reject and run from that which might save them,
Running towards and embracing
the means of their own destruction.
Mind Wide Shut
They see only that
which is pleasing to the eye
and brings about
the certain death
of their lost and mortal soul.

The echos of my life within
Yet as I drown it is not you who holds me afloat
suffering of my own accord,
submerged by your love,
only I can save myself
and find the way back to fresh air!

2014

In the between stages,
of yesterday, this moment, and
what still might be,
lays today...
and what are we to do with that?
Live in it, stop it,
or try to escape...
 
Regardless of which way,
It all leads to the same place at the end of the day

let me hold your face with both of my hands and whisper into your mouth all the secrets i wish i could scream out to the world

I always struggled with
and did not understand
Those Buddhist Monks
insistent call to detachment.

I longed to attain
their serene, unflappable,
gently smiling
afability.

I might as well have attempted
Mt. Everest's Summit.

Until one day
It came around the corner
and swallowed all my thoughts
& grasping need,
And finally, now
I'm beginning to see.

It's not apathy
or disconnectedness
or a lack of care.

It is release
It is peace
It is a still
quiet
open
empty clear space
Where I can finally
Breathe.

The view from Mt. Everest's Peak
can't compare
to this expansive Vista
that is now unfurled
before
within
& throughout me.

I slowed enough
for it to over take
& empty me
And now I understand
Those Beautiful Monks look
of Serene Glee...