There is an undertow pulling at the soul housed in my ethereal body too translucent to hold on. Is she mine, that soul? Or was she simply catching a ride? A stow-away who looked so much like me I never noticed she was there? Dusk and blue like bruises. Or pink and rose like love. … Continue reading Free Bird
The battle for clarity in the land of projections continues its eon. Like a feline batting at red lights on the carpet, I have no need to win, but my instincts sure keep me busy chasing illusory things.I work so hard every day just to exist. It seems I can only rest alone. How long … Continue reading Mooncat
I. It’s easy to have no regrets when you never look back. Avoiding photographs and sunshine. Keeping the albums closed. One lives for the future instead of the past. Always seeking to forsake the now, But accidents happen and the dusty old box is found in the attic of forgetting, right where Pandora left it, … Continue reading A Greater Heart
How I miss the wind when it kissed my skin softly in the sun. When it whipped my face as I lay on the roof of a boat gliding down the Amazon River the summer I woke up from a strange sleep. When it soothed me in Chennai when I had no brimmed hat but … Continue reading The Language of the Wind
I had dreams bigger than my eyes when I was young, and my eyes were always bigger than my heart. Wonder for fuel, I reached for distant planets in my mind and found songs on the wind instead. I sang til my throat was raw in hopes that they would hear me, even through … Continue reading The Silent Song
Untethered and weightless except for the pain. The Great Dissolution commences. Solid frames on walls flicker like a hologram. A haunting silent voice sings a lament for the slow death. Pieces of me I can’t see answer. Soon, they say. Soon will be time to let go. No one hears it but me, the symphony … Continue reading Prayer of a Half-life
Angels are the ones who see you with a sparkle in their eyes and a little extra wide smile. The ones who make just the right jokes to take tons of bricks off your chest. The ones who sometimes know what you need before you say it, giving you remembrance of humanity's unity. And when … Continue reading How to Spot an Angel
Where will we go, Love? To be held in caring arms and know we are not alone in all of this? My paralytic legs and shaking limbs, I become a mannequin filled with lead for you to carry, without the luxury of a silent mind and sealed lips. My skin still drinks your touch and … Continue reading The Mantle
So often it steals our passion and replaces it with exhaustion. It sneaks underneath conscious intent like sleep undertakes motivation. We cannot fight biological needs, and trying only makes the depletion worse. A fever returns the moment we push past the need for rest. Doing our best to rise above the rules and machinery, we … Continue reading Rebel Dreamer
Oh, the complexity of me. Seemingly dichotomous needs tangle up like thorny vines ensnaring silken skirts. Zippers catch on long hair: the struggle to flow freely and be contained at once. Do we commit to ideas of who we are, or to liberating the real thing? Mother Culture says what it means to be good, … Continue reading How to Hold the Universe
