Writing for the sun.Read More
mythological creation story.
shape in a mirror.
resurrect a dispassionate scene.
long wish wait.
In the valley below
A distant ridge
casts a shadow.
Sometime soon, if we get to it, we will mow the meadow. That’s how a meadow stays a meadow in here. The black cap raspberry, tulip tree, and box elder would rather it otherwise. Instead, they meet the cutting blade, put down deeper roots, send up a new stem, and greet the spring. They greet the spring no matter what. Do they long for anything? Do they wish? Do they await the death of the cutting blade so they can arise?
All around we see 'evidence' that people can't share. Many pundits and politicians would have us believe this. It's a false belief that allows us to be divided and conquered, surrendering our nature to be sovereign caretakers of Earth.Read More
Child of the 80s, that's what I am. I did half of the 70s, and then the 80s took me right up to the teen years. So, forgive me when I hum certain lyrics in certain situations.
I would certainly rather have some sage Buddhist wisdom come first.Read More