Suspended

Suspended

suspended
we are all suspended
in space
in time
in thoughts

falling in and out of love
we move through life
bodies led by perception
the mind
dreaming our way

we love play laugh
die slowly
each moment precious
as the flower bloom
every connection
a reflection
of our divinity
expressed uniquely
how can this be?

life adores diversity
as an artist loves her palette
we are simply the paint
making its way to the canvas
a conversation
a rainbow

life is good
and miraculous
and each moment worthy of wonder
may i often remember
i am dreaming
and dance
in gratitude for this extraordinary
flight

Peace is Every Step

Peace is Every Step

Tribute to Thich Nhat Hanh, January 2022.

the passing of a great monk
a gentle soul
a powerhouse of humanity
i am diminished by your loss
and uplifted by your example
peace is every step. 

you embraced life
welcomed every perception
saw the light in every thing
and now
you are that light
connecting us all
peace is every step. 

you lived and taught in a way 
that was illuminating
buddha came alive
through your words
through your pen
i was and am forever changed
peace is every step

Quiet and astounding
you were always there
thank you for showing us 
how to shine
with peace in every step.

The Gift

The Gift

numerous losses
will make us forget
will make us too numb
to receive the gift of grieving
a part of us will put up her arms
hide in her elbows
while the knees buckle
and run away

but
please 
stay

The Flame of Awareness

The Flame of Awareness

alighting awareness
the flame awakens
shining everywhere
all is light
a dancing field
form and matter
and shining space
pervading
a joyous shout
the roar of silence
an infinite prayer
of Love

resistance

resistance

you stop me in my tracks
you make me listen
what’s here
I wonder
who is being left behind?
can she come
or must I say
goodbye

summer night

summer night

this summer evening
a shimmering stillness
warm and full
rhythmic waves
a song of love
reverberating through
the sweet night air

A Daughter Made of Ash

A Daughter Made of Ash

For two years
i have been carrying
a tremendous grief and
powerlessness
it has slain me
over and over and over
again

Living

Living

i am dying
bravely walking
carefully
stepping over
these cracks
in the sidewalk
where
weeds are 
laughing
in bursts of 
yellow and green

The Path of Intimacy

The Path of Intimacy

Sometimes on the Path of Intimacy
I let fall the heaviness of my armor,
and gracefully out steps a ballerina,
dancing on her tippy toes.

grief

grief

Here we sit
with infinite sadness
by our side
Insatiable grief
Like a loyal dog, panting
Let’s sit boy
Come here girl
Let us come to rest
Let’s stop the fight
Let’s just see each other
and Mourn
While holding hands
And touching feet