27 November 2008

quote: m. echart

if the only prayer you said your whole life was "thank you", that would suffice.

cherokee morning song

on this day of American Thanksgiving, let us not forget the people of the First Nations...

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.

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.