I couldn’t quite find the words as we sat together around the table, looking hopefully into our kins’ eyes. So differently our tongues curl. Our gardens keep asynchronous calendars. Our suns rise and fall several degrees apart on the Earth’s dial. We conversed in search of the shared story. I could not find the words… Continue reading Eugene
As I sat in meditation this morning, I felt an uncomfortable, familiar nudging. A dissatisfaction. An insufficiency. My thoughts flowed toward the attractive magnet of mind where I deposit the wreckage of goals unmet and visions partially fulfilled. This junkyard of declarations retains a distinctive attraction, you see. It is a private place known to… Continue reading Productivity
You caught my eye while passing through a crossroads, underneath the shade of broken pine yet holding fast through ages rising straight and staid The sacred place has drawn me many times when seeking clearer ways of finding truths that whisper far from now and call toward later days Long shadow lingers, sunlight hides too… Continue reading Sapling Again
Within four walls I sit contented, contemplating a peaceful return but I'm waiting for a moment to permit worthy action; to the East the closet doors smile gently through the cracks of shallow shadow to the South the credenza drawers emit an antique aura of stale bounty to the West window glass gleams with manufactured… Continue reading Knock at the Door
Two places, one a stage and one a garden, both shining light in the circle where shadows show as directed, both inviting action to run through scenes of alternating comedy and tragedy. The Player dances in careful pirouettes for the delight of invisible spectators, while the Hermit hums in the sandy soil shaping… Continue reading Two Places
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