O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty . how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive gods (but true to the incomparable couch of death thy […]
Hell is an island In an endless sea. The sea is myself, The I-land is me.
Sometime before the land turned away from light The wind in the wild mustard slowed The sun, being where is always is, the moon too Twilight and moonrise were in me. Something small and quick sprang and ran. The long grass bent as I watched the urge to chase Corner and kill rise and fall […]
If I spoke from the heart and you could hear You would ride the sound Back to the beginning and see who you really are. If I spoke from the heart, my tears would be a river Running into the sea, an Ocean of sweetest water. If I spoke from the heart, my joyful laughter Would fill the […]
In silence older than the sun the desert hold me like a lover needing little, offering nothing but peace– A voice in the wilderness “There is no lasting happiness here Samsara, samsara.” darkness older than silence Older than the coyote howl hunting song of the owl the bat wing flick, mule deer kick To move […]
And when I came to the place where the old oaks grow I knew why men had worshiped the trees Understanding older than the oak grew in me of the old ways For I had breathed in the belly of the stone when stone was not Had grown in the core of the oak Before […]