if the only prayer you said your whole life was "thank you", that would suffice.
27 November 2008
cherokee morning song
on this day of American Thanksgiving, let us not forget the people of the First Nations...
25 November 2008
24 November 2008
22 November 2008
six thousand miles
You are words on the page to me.
Thoughts in my head.
How real is that?
You are my imagination and fire;
Oh my soul
Here you come again.
I am falling tumbling
Along the terraced sky and
Elaborate out-of-body.
Let’s do this: pretend.
We shall walk together
And smoke and play
On rich forgiveness and oh my
Future and what the hell.
It could happen?
Still, I am not always here:
My daily governing is full
And there is my naked porch
Where maybe you never were, really
And chimes have an
Intimate relationship with the trees.
The same moon kisses us both
And each of us far away and
Above us all, The Light.
Blessings hover and surround, so
Ring the truth and the honesty,
With love ever after, thank God.
20 November 2008
19 November 2008
17 November 2008
13 November 2008
11 November 2008
the deeper is the meaning
We all know our way around.
You get to a certain age,
And there it is.
Staring back at each other
Through older eyes…
There is no pretending now.
We are what we are.
A certain peace settles in,
And we are happy just to
Be alive. So
Leave it behind.
It won’t serve you.
The deeper is the meaning now.
Breathe it out, and smile
Your softer older smile.
Rest on your beloved face
And hold my hand near,
As we walk through this, our garden,
The blissful loving path of life.
10 November 2008
08 November 2008
06 November 2008
04 November 2008
03 November 2008
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