Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Smokey pinks...
Change up the sky
Where does the sky meet the meadow?
It can't be seen
Can it even be felt?
Yet most surely it exists
Just as surely as I knelt
Touching myself to the earth
Feeling the warmth of its berth
and
Gazing
Gazing up
Into the sky
Monday, April 12, 2010
Rivulets in the Meadow
Rivulets, forming imperfections and cracks in the meadow...yet life continues, reshapes, reforms and re-emerges...in a different way, yet still grows upward if allowed, if nourished, if not yanked out.
I can feel the depth and the pain.
It will lighten, but at times you will feel it just the same as you feel it now.
The choice is ok. It is right at this time in their flight. Your choice is to stay in contact with them.
I miss my children, but everytime I see them or talk to them, I can feel their love for me. THEIR lightness with life, THEIR dreams in moving foward...it is how is should be, now, in this circumstance....
Your children, my children...they have hopes and dreams for the future...let them live lightly, they will understand...later
ILY 4eva
I can feel the depth and the pain.
It will lighten, but at times you will feel it just the same as you feel it now.
The choice is ok. It is right at this time in their flight. Your choice is to stay in contact with them.
I miss my children, but everytime I see them or talk to them, I can feel their love for me. THEIR lightness with life, THEIR dreams in moving foward...it is how is should be, now, in this circumstance....
Your children, my children...they have hopes and dreams for the future...let them live lightly, they will understand...later
ILY 4eva
Endless Rain
There once again
On my window pane
Rain...
Rain, Rain Rain
Breathing in deep
I enhale the fresh wetness
Tasting a drop
On
The tip of my tongue
Linked
Drenched
and
Dripping wet
With the peace I feel
With You
I
am
On even keel
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Across The Universe
Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,
Possessing and caressing me.
Jai guru de va om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,
That call me on and on across the universe,
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they
Tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe
Jai guru de va om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.
Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing
Through my open views inviting and inciting me
Limitless undying love which shines around me like a
million suns, it calls me on and on
Across the universe
Jai guru de va om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world.
AoML2U4evaNeva
AoML2U4evaNeva
Saturday, April 3, 2010
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.
i think it's finally time to start walking
i think it's finally time to start walking
Friday, April 2, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Rain in the Meadow
Emerald greens at my back
Wishing for the rain to slack
Pondering what will be next
dormant here
With long legs flexed
Yearning to be free
In the Meadow
Under the tree
Yearning for a time
When you can be with me
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