Tenderly, I kiss my mala beads
crystal spheres of Light
echoing, radiating, reflecting
the myriad prayers imbuing
each solar gem
a starry umbilical cord connecting
me to You
Beloved Father

In this spacious network
all Your children
every bit of life
unfurl their arms
like Tibetan prayer flags
unlock tight, thorny
forlorn fists

Hearts unchained
reach out for the purest Love...
Morning Star splendor
Dearest Mother, Father, intimate Friend
God
clasp us to Your vast *****
comfort us along this hard and rocky
journey home

I bow to Life

I prostrate full body at the sacred feet of Nature

Willowy branches of trees swaying, bending
in the spring breeze
their hearts overflowing with sweet sap
I am so grateful
You gladly share the boughs of fruit
abounding on my oak wood kitchen table

Wild forest daisies don their
vivacious, yellow Easter bonnets
dancing with rays of sunlight
nod Namaste
Salaam, Salaam, Salaam

I bow to my furry friend Rama,
to the red and black poka dot lady bug
seated by happenchance
on my folded palms

I bow to you dear reader and lover of poetry

I bow to the Light within You

Mother Mary's tears
cascade

As Easter approaches all the great Saints
shed profuse tears
for the Lamb of God
Emmanuel

In a world where
the flower of love is crushed under
heavy black boots
stomping with long jagged swords
through the night
And tender kisses met with
snake hisses and sharp venomous fangs

My trembling hands will forever
anoint your raw and bleeding wounds
wash your holy feet with my tears

Light a candle on Easter morning
for the world you so sought to save

Swinging rhythmically; bloated and unsteady,
He nudges at the doorway of his desire,
And descends into darkness,
Carrying his heavy load of lust.

Beyond the bottleneck,
From where warmth and light beckon,
He hears the trill of girlish laughter,
The sound of sanctuary at play.

Pausing briefly; head cocked to one side,
He sighs with resignation,
Deposits his craving clumsily,
And withdraws deflated and defeated.

Once again.