Sock It To Me

i struggle with life’s work my walk in the labyrinth is fraught with cant be done to start     when i vest in the morning i dread to some extent putting on my socks i find a place to perch knee pulled under my chin heel tucked under my butt thus carefully balanced with minimal effort […]

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Sunglasses

The glare can be intense and sunglasses tempting; but, I resist protecting my eyes in favor of enduring the blinding brightness of insight.   In due course, sunglasses do serve a good purpose; but, put on too early they hurt more than they help for they shield the eyes from absorbing the true light.   […]

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The Streets of San Francisco

What goes up, must come down.   Obvious but not easy, unappealing and so hard, indeed, for sure, a daunting walk, that’s the rub.   An unfaltering brisk pace, that’s unlikely to happen: difficult climbs and descents. exhaust me.   What’s the point of the steep grade? Going up is a tiring task! Going down […]

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Flame

Burning initially, it sheds light, a beacon of Hope for darkness.   Burning intensely, its radiance pierces, diminishing itself for wholeness.   Burning incessantly, it flickers with poise, illuminating the way for oneness.   Burning intently, its gaze dances, with uneven bursts for fullness.   Burning innately, it lives its life without a sound for […]

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The Invisible

Unseen but apparent, harmony is invisible. The unseen is worth no words, and silence is golden Heartbreak and joy reveal the whole picture of creation, beyond image and likeness, and less than from nothing. I sit in silence to see clearly. We chant as one to focus well. Alone together, She is. Together alone, I […]

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Tie a String around My Finger

Don’t forget to remember Drink the moon shine Walk in delight Quaff the lunar twilight See the wind whine Move without flight Behold the Light’s soundbite Hear the bud sign Catch the sunlight Listen to the bees’ plight Smell the tree line Stroll with the height Sniff the branches’ bark blight Feel the sea’s rhyme […]

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Nuzzle

Pat and Chris were already home, when she awoke from her short nap. She sauntered into the kitchen and took in the smells of dinner, and, expressed her satisfaction with a nuzzle of approval. She settled back on her haunches and then with perfect alertness she sniffed as they prepared supper. Moving her nose from […]

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