waking from sleep
is followed by waking
from the delusions of sleep
which flow seamlessly into
the delusions of non-sleep
it doesn't happen right away
i sit staring out the window
or at the computer
at around 9:30 or 10:00 am,
suddenly, mindfulness
Monday, July 26, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
columbia lake
1.
what is happening now?
rain!
on the grass, on the hill, on the lake
2.
rain on the lake
now clearing
the sky reflected
3.
who is coming down the hill?
two men in camoflauge
are they carrying guns?
judgement
no,
they are carrying cameras
covered with a camoflauge pattern
curiousity
4.
watch long enough
and through no effort
a change in what you see
what is happening now?
rain!
on the grass, on the hill, on the lake
2.
rain on the lake
now clearing
the sky reflected
3.
who is coming down the hill?
two men in camoflauge
are they carrying guns?
judgement
no,
they are carrying cameras
covered with a camoflauge pattern
curiousity
4.
watch long enough
and through no effort
a change in what you see
Sunday, July 18, 2010
unrequited
i'm the moon
(even if sometimes the mad full moon)
inhabiting the dark sky
only drunks, monks and women
love sad poetry,
and unrequited love
everyone else wants to
laugh and embrace
in the kitchen
your sun shines so bright it bursts
through the cracks of the doors
i move behind a cloud
oh that you would reflect on me
(even if sometimes the mad full moon)
inhabiting the dark sky
only drunks, monks and women
love sad poetry,
and unrequited love
everyone else wants to
laugh and embrace
in the kitchen
your sun shines so bright it bursts
through the cracks of the doors
i move behind a cloud
oh that you would reflect on me
Saturday, July 17, 2010
what now?
seagulls ride the stormy wind
wings in ceaseless motion
in stillness, i become aware
that my mind is beating
a relentless wing against
a threatening sky
wings in ceaseless motion
in stillness, i become aware
that my mind is beating
a relentless wing against
a threatening sky
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
between two skies
the entire sky is reflected in a lake
always
once you see it, you can't unsee
suddenly you are between two skies
and not on solid ground
how delightful! how beautiful!
i peek over the edge of a precipice
rocks bordering water
i must remember this
for when i see your reflection in my heart
i long for solid ground
always
once you see it, you can't unsee
suddenly you are between two skies
and not on solid ground
how delightful! how beautiful!
i peek over the edge of a precipice
rocks bordering water
i must remember this
for when i see your reflection in my heart
i long for solid ground
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
i am sick
at home sick for many days
i become more aware of how
often fear arises in my body
i remember with happiness
my days in the woods
and find joy in the anticipation
of returning
i become more aware of how
often fear arises in my body
i remember with happiness
my days in the woods
and find joy in the anticipation
of returning
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