Choose To Stay Gentle 2022
To choose to stay gentle
even though
the world comes at you hard
To choose to keep breathing softness
even though
your reality seems to be marred
by harshness and unfriendliness
feeling skinned at others’ heedless greed
Shaping with my considered choice
how I want to live;
choosing how I want to love
choosing how I want to be
I resolve to know and prize myself enough
to make the most of this life as me
A Room Full Of Elephant 2021
And so here I sit in this life, with the familiar things around me that life contains: the world and its objects, my thoughts, my feelings, my senses
I see
I relate
I experience
my Self
Self of mine
Self that right now is this me
But not always has been this me
And somehow I know this
Somehow that cannot be untrue
The Elephant in the Room
The begg-ed question
on everyone’s lips
half forgotten
half expressed
The slim-edged memory
deep in everyone’s heart
barely reachable
barely revealable
the unequivocal fact
cloaking all our minds
too big to fathom
too big to live
Being Biodegradable 2021
Letting go of needing change
from how life is
from how I am
from how others are
or
utter futilely
from how the past was
Accepting the slow everyday change
that happens at life’s organic
and
unmeasured
pace
allowing my being
to move to natural rhythms
My soul at its most free
in a body
that is
a harmonious part
of nature
a tiny biodegradable part
of finite life
Breathe Flower Breathe 2019
Sometimes in the course of a day
she stands still.
she slows
Words and thoughts run out
all by themselves
and she stops.
Not the stopping of halting
or holding back.
It’s the stopping of things all coming to the same point in the middle;
right where she stands
in that moment.
Her breathing there,
feels momentous and gently powerful.
And nothing needs to be done
with this momentousness
and power.
She feels what she intuits a flower must feel,
as it’s life force courses through its stalk,
opening up its petals,
stretching its stamen to the sun.
Breathe flower, breathe
Doing And Being Are One
Time travel to a time
of uncomplicated familiarity
of innocent childhood
before the race began
Sitting
Playing
In the sounds and smells
the floor beneath
playthings all around
Doing and being one
