Sitting in a room

A kink in my neck tells me
To surrender to the acceptance
of my denial of my true self
Hiding in the shadows of illusion.

The wind flowing over my face
Marking time in waves
Splashing on the rocks
Of my form temporal.

Music playing the beat in my brain
With sharp spears of sound
Giving my thoughts sleep
And filling the void eternal with song.

( Summer 1997)

love

temporal feeling
Love is not a come and gone
nor a sometimes friend

physical paining
Love is not wounding my heart
by perceived absence

turbulence and calm
Love allows these to ride in
its constant being

an ocean of life
Love fills and is filled formless
a suffrage of truth

dust

crushing me to dust
His Love sets me free to float
the wind of His Will

meditate

first pilates train
early morning meditate
finish with yoga

goodnight

goodnight katy, good-
night kylen, goodnight mommy,
and goodnight Baba

water

brewing only green tea
fizzy drink, coffee be gone
drinking clean water

divine wine

new road traveled sober
only divine wine will touch
these longing heart lips

work hard

work hard all day long
no more TV, games to waste
actions sing love God