Sacred seeds
I don’t want to neglect you, Mother; I want to revere you, Brother. Sing this song of sadness That’s rising in my soul. The violence has gone on too long — Where’s it coming from? We say it’s too hard; We say we’re not strong; […]
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Day 14 of 40: Sunset
Sun setting upstream Crows swoop and caw the day’s end Light ebbs, wings etch sky.
Day 11 of 40: Beauty’s kiss
Surrounded, this beautyCaptures my glance;Small flowers, garden pathsEnfold me, entranced. Wealthy beyond the ken of men:To the East, great hills;To the South, the sea;To the West, deep river;To the North, tall trees. Giddy with joy,I twirl and I twist;Falling deeply in loveWith beauty’s sweet kiss.
Day 10 of 40: Enthralled
Passion on the hilltops; Passion in the sky. Azure-gold-grey-satin-white Cavorting patchworks leap and vie. Crows wind in wide circles Cawing the dying of the day At the cliffside and in the valley Violet-yellow-green mixes with red-black-grey.
Day 9 of 40: Wandering
Cast out amidst the fields,
As sun approaches zenith.
I wander to wander:
Nowhere to go or to be
Except pounding this cracked earth
With eager footsteps.
Without guide or map,
Mounting each new brow
Promises unforeseen treasures,
Unfolding secrets of the land.
“Come forth,”
She beckons.
“Come run with me.
See my garments
Green and flowing.
Put aside all other days
And rejoice in me,
Simple is the knowing.”
Day 8 of 40: Mute
Furry patchesBlack and whiteTugging and tearingGreen strands rentFrom baked earth. The congregationStand, sidle, and saunter;Others lie mute,Passively chewing. Distant, placid gazes;Gentle, timid souls.A herd resting in midday sun,Undisturbed, simple, serene.
Day 7 of 40: Glow
A clap echoingInto boundless spaceSo vastThat no sound disturbs. All ravings and rantingsOf my feverish mindHalt with abundant, flowingSilence. Confronted with peaceAll gradually sinks to restAn inner wealth glowsAs a million treasures delicately whisper my name. A tiny hoverfly fans its wingsA breeze breathes this […]
Day 6 of 40: Cut grass
In midsummer
We laughed and played
Building rooms with walls
Of dried, cut grass.
That summer lasted
But a few weeks, a few days, a few hours
Yet in a radiant chamber of my heart
It shines out for evermore.
Day 5 of 40: Mother
Mother’s love Like warm sunshine Upon my face Like a gentle breeze Caressing my skin Like the earth beneath my feet Solid, dependable, steady Like flowing water Bringing life wherever it goes.
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